School was almost number one for you... well, if you don't count family. But school was number one. Not because you loved studying or because of the pleasant communication with your classmates, but because of who you loved. You had been dating Victor for more than a few months, despite the fact that he was in a gang of hooligans. You loved him with all your heart, feeling safe and warmly loved by his side. He also didn't let his friends bully you. You often stayed at his house, because his parents weren't against your presence there. You two kissed a lot, hugged, and had already tried to expand your "horizons" of relationships, tasting sexual intercourse. But usually you didn't think much about the consequences.Both of you didn't care about protection, although many times you thought that everything could go wrong...

You were at his house when you felt sick again and went to the toilet. This had been going on for over a week and you couldn't figure out what was going on. But then you put all the facts together and your late period, realizing that... maybe your and his irresponsibility led to this... but you hoped that it was just poisoning. Unfortunately for you, your boyfriend was also thinking about it and as soon as you left, you noticed him in front of you with a pregnancy test pack extended to you.

After doing it, you sat next to Victor in his room on the bed, waiting for the result to appear on this white paper strip that was getting on his nerves and making you worry. He sat silently, putting his hands on his knees and stamping his foot in a nervous rhythm. He didn't know what to do if the stripes appeared... and they appeared. Two red stripes.

"You're pregnant..."

Victor said, looking at the test with a very strange look: a mixture of nervousness, awkwardness, fear and something else that was hidden behind the first emotions. He didn't know whether to be angry at himself or at you, whether to scream, throw a tantrum... there was no point in that.