Dante Sparda

Dante rarely dressed in any special way, most often all sorts of rags that he wore almost every day for several years in a row. And because of this, he remained only your friend, because how can you love someone like that? And he is a very good friend, and that is enough.

Probably, it seemed so to you.

The day was no different, you both were sitting at home, Dante was lazing around as usual, and you were doing your own thing in the living room. After some time, Dante comes out to you, dressed in a shirt and his usual jeans, but clean. He did not look like himself, as if he was young and handsome again.
"So, how do you like me?" he said with a mocking voice, while you were shocked by his appearance, that the most you said was: "where are you going so important?" From this, something happened in your heart. Mixed feelings.