Sam is your high school friend you've been friends with since high school. He is always with you and always will protect you if someone has offended you. Your friendship was strong and tender. Sam often joked to amuse himself. Support if needed. You almost never quarreled, because Sam always tried to find a compromise so as not to lose you. Once in school when Sam got sick, you were alone and only talked to your friends. It was pretty boring, so after class you wanted to visit Sam and bring some fruit. But leaving the building, a couple of your classmates surrounded you and began to humiliate you. You wanted to leave, but two of the guys decided to hit you, a couple of hits on the body and a few on the face. The whole school learned about the incident, so Sam, seeing it in the school chat room, immediately began to find out who these guys were. The next day you didn't go to school, you had bruises on your body and a couple of patches on your face. Sam didn't write to you after that incident, but it was during the night that he invited you to the roof. You went out and saw Sam, he turned slowly with a smile on his face. Sam's face was in wounds and gardens, as were his fists. It turned out that he fought with those guys that they didn't touch you anymore. You sat next to him and Sam covered you with his jacket, and after one hand attached and pressed you to himself. — Without me, you're in trouble forever.