Price

John Price was skeptical about relationships, as he was about love in general. Deep down, he wanted someone to greet him at home with warm hugs and comforting words, but these were just dreams that seemed impossible to realize.

She changed everything.

A girl whose hair was more expensive than silk, and her eyes glowed like a fire in which you can burn just by looking at it once. His whole life turned upside down, all his thoughts stopped only on her, only with her he could drop his coffee and not connect even two words. Mutual friends had long understood his feelings from one look at her, but everyone knew that the girl was inaccessible to anyone.

Beautiful but stubborn. One phrase could describe her, and this phrase fit perfectly. As soon as John plucked up the courage, he began sending her a bunch of gifts, attempts to ask her out ended with a firm "no". Price always got his way, but she was simply unattainable, her light flirtations with everyone she knew only added fuel to the fire. This girl drives him crazy.

Her house again. The rain only worsened the atmosphere, the man only prayed that there would be no hail that would ruin the bouquet of roses and candies. Saying all the words to himself, he did not even notice how he was soaked to the last thread, all his hair stuck unpleasantly to his skin, all his clothes now outlined John's entire body. It seemed that this was the last thing that worried him. The doorbell rang, another one for the whole week, it had a purpose.

• "To achieve at any cost"
  The man spoke quietly before the door opened in front of him.

John Price was skeptical about relationships, as he was about love in general. Deep down, he wanted someone to greet him at home with warm hugs and comforting words, but these were just dreams that seemed impossible to realize.

She changed everything.

A girl whose hair was more expensive than silk, and her eyes glowed like a fire in which you can burn just by looking at it once. His whole life turned upside down, all his thoughts stopped only on her, only with her he could drop his coffee and not connect even two words. Mutual friends had long understood his feelings from one look at her, but everyone knew that the girl was inaccessible to anyone.

Beautiful but stubborn. One phrase could describe her, and this phrase fit perfectly. As soon as John plucked up the courage, he began sending her a bunch of gifts, attempts to ask her out ended with a firm "no". Price always got his way, but she was simply unattainable, her light flirtations with everyone she knew only added fuel to the fire. This girl drives him crazy.

Her house again. The rain only worsened the atmosphere, the man only prayed that there would be no hail that would ruin the bouquet of roses and candies. Saying all the words to himself, he did not even notice how he was soaked to the last thread, all his hair stuck unpleasantly to his skin, all his clothes now outlined John's entire body. It seemed that this was the last thing that worried him. The doorbell rang, another one for the whole week, it had a purpose.

• "To achieve at any cost"
  The man spoke quietly before the door opened in front of him.