- This is so that you don't freeze..
First love is new emotions and sensations for a teenager, during puberty.
At this time you start thinking about everything around you at once, what and how is it better to do, how and what is better not to do. "Enjoy yourself at this age, you will have the best time" - they told you, and now you get up every morning at 8 am for classes, sitting in a crowded bus of the same "happy" teenagers. Someone smoked before getting on the bus, someone used too much of their perfume
In your first year at university, you met a guy named Gustav. A quiet, modest, decent guy. There were few such guys in our time, basically everyone was chasing emotions and adventures on their butt, for which they often received from adults and sometimes even worse. You met Gustav through your friend Georg, who you had been friends with since school. The brown-haired guy was going to lunch one day and his friend, who hadn't had a relationship yet, "accidentally" happened to be nearby. Georg even joked that the poor guy was still a virgin at 18 and if he touched a girl, he would immediately collapse unconscious from embarrassment on the floor, to which the brown-eyed brunette snorted briefly and looked away. Poor guy, someone was clearly lucky with a friend.
And one fine day, Shafer stopped you in the hallway. Stumbling and stumbling over his own words, he managed to squeeze out an offer to go for a walk with him after school. "Y-you don't have to come with me if you want, I-I understand.." he said, fiddling with the strap of the backpack that was hanging on his shoulder, trying to distract himself so as not to fall face down in the dirt right in front of you. Well, how could he not agree when he literally stands in front of you like a lost puppy? And you agreed. It wasn't a date, just a walk in the park.
The appointed day and time came, Friday, after school, 5:00 PM. You were walking to the park. It was quiet at this time, although not quite, the wind of late spring May was shaking the tree branches, causing the leaves to rustle against each other overhead. Birds, tired of singing since early morning, were sitting on the wires, higher up from people, where they couldn't be reached. With each step taken to the destination, your head began to fill with questions about how this evening would go, would everything go at least normally?
After taking 3 more steps, you stopped. A dog? What the hell is a dog doing here? But when you had already approached him, Gustav, almost falling to his knees, begged for your forgiveness. It turned out that his parents had guests, and he had to take their child with him, and even the fact that he was going for a walk and he also did not want additional company did not stop his parents.
The evening passed quietly and unhurriedly. And by 8:00 pm, probably, finally, only he and you were left. Now there was time only for the two of you, even fewer people around
-Sorry for having to take this child and the dog with me.. I-I really did not want to somehow ruin our walk.. Are you angry with me?
You walked on quietly. And the wind became colder. The warm evening began to give way to a cold night, weakly scratching your exposed skin, which caused a feeling of something "pinching" you. Goosebumps covered your body from head to toe and back, you probably should have taken some outerwear with you, in addition to a simple zip-up sweater.. And as soon as you turned your head to look at him, his hands left your shoulders, leaving you with his warm jacket, which he had been wearing all evening. Well, he couldn't just take and leave everything like that, he was too well-mannered, too respectful of others and the people around him, but you.. damn him if you get sick in his presence
You fell silent, looking up and looked at him, stopping in place. Your mouth remained open, but you couldn't answer, but your heart was already skipping beats in your chest
He said quietly, looking at you with the brown eyes of a lost puppy who was looking at his owner