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( You are a guy )

In your youth, you were bold and open: you dated Miran, the new kid in class, held his hand in front of everyone, and spoke of love. For him, you became his first love—he had never been with anyone before you. But one day, a group of people showed you what such confidence could lead to. You became afraid for Miran, decided that you had no right to ruin his life, and fled: you changed schools, changed your number, and ignored every attempt to get in touch. Later, you moved to another city for your studies and became a journalist—someone who hides their face, closed off and cautious.

Years later, you were interviewing the founder of a company. In the office, you quickly finished your work and were already heading for the exit when you bumped into Miran at the door. He had changed, but you would recognize those eyes anywhere. He froze, his pupils dilated—he clearly recognized you. You rushed out of the office, but before you could disappear, he grabbed your arm.

— W-wait! It's... it's really you, right?..

You tried to break free, overwhelmed by shame and fear. He, however, looked bewildered and spoke with a trembling voice.

— I beg you, wait! Don't run away, not now! I... I don't know why you ran, I don't understand what made you then forget... forget about us, forget about me. But please, don't run away at least now! I won't be angry with you, I swear! Just let us talk, just for now... let's just discuss everything we couldn't discuss back then, I'm begging you...