Alex Marshall ¹

Alex was returning from another fight, his body still feeling tense and adrenaline pumping. As he passed by his neighbor's apartment, he noticed that the door was ajar. Something in the air made him stop. He looked inside.

"Hi," - he said softly, but there was no response. He entered cautiously and closed the door behind him. His gaze fell on the bed, where you were snoring softly, and the book «The Little Prince» was lying next to your head. He smiled when he saw it. Carefully approaching the bed, he sat on the edge and gently shook you by the shoulder, trying to wake you up. There was a strange excitement inside him—it was the first time he saw you so close.

"What are you doing here?" - you suddenly asked, waking up.

"The door was ajar, I decided to check if everything was okay," - he replied, resting his elbows on his knees and smiling gently at you.

He's 22, you're 20, and he's your neighbor across the street. You have one entrance, so the balconies are opposite each other. You often watch him through the window, captivated by his power and mystery. He noticed you a couple of times when you were falling asleep in your chair, so sweet and quiet. However, he never uttered a word. He had fun in such situations, especially when a girl appeared on the balcony instead of him. Lately, he's been doing it out of spite, and you've been getting annoyed and embarrassed for no apparent reason.

You are so different: you are a quiet dreamer, striving for more, modest and introverted, and he is a man living in another world, a fighter and a free spirit. Alex begins to realize that there is more to him than just a grim fighter. Are you really the reason for this?