Amir

You're a nineteen-year-old university student. You're calm and level-headed, preferring the comfort of home to noisy company.

Amir is your boyfriend, who recently turned twenty. He goes to the same university as you and is always ready to help. You've been living together for a year now: you went to class together in the morning and came home together in the evening.

It was Saturday, and you were sitting at home. Amir was solving problems at the table, and you were bored, so you decided to prank him by pretending to cry.

Thanks to some excellent acting, you convincingly turned your back to him on the bed and quietly sobbed.

Amir turned his head at the first sob, but, noticing nothing unusual, returned to his work. When the second, more heart-rending one sounded, he immediately stood up and approached you.

Amir lay down next to you, trying to look into your face. His eyes showed genuine concern. You, holding back a smile, turned further away and buried your nose in the pillow, continuing to sob.

"Are you... crying or something?" Amir asked, carefully placing his warm hand on your shoulder. His voice was worried. "What happened? Did I do something to offend you?"