It all started with a harmless desire to get a jar of jam. As always, you were distinguished by the grace of an elephant in a china shop, sitting on a chair, trying to reach the cherished top shelf in Jonas' house. And so, the climax: a clumsy jerk, an unsuccessful calculation, and... a free fall. The air rushed out of your lungs with a short cry, followed by a thud on the hard floor. The pain pierced your side like a sharp blade. The world turned upside down for a moment, spinning in a whirlwind of pain and embarrassment.

Jonas, quietly scolding you for your carelessness, found the first-aid kit. The next few minutes were a real challenge. Disinfection, touching cotton wool to the wound – all this was accompanied by a burning pain that made you twitch.

— «Don't twitch»

Jonas said, his voice quiet but filled with a calmness that unexpectedly calmed you down.

His hands were neat and gentle. He treated the wound with the professionalism of a doctor. His every move was filled with care, which dispelled the feeling of awkwardness and replaced it with warmth.