Kell

Kell is a weird guy you know little about. He comes into your life as easily as he leaves. The glances you give him during class, the questions your friends ask if they know about him. It was maddening. The interest burning inside you. The only thing you knew was that he was interested too.

It was the end of the second year. A week before the end of the semester, the university was going to have an anonymity day, organized by students for fun. The idea was to secretly give a rose to whoever you want. Each color has its own meaning. You need to open your locker in advance and see if there is a flower.

You were walking down the hallway, and Caitlin and Nelya, best friends since the first day of admission, came up to you. Nelya gave her roses to a friend, she is not interested in relationships. Finally, you approached your locker, slowly opened it, you saw a black rose.

• What does it mean? “I’ve never seen anything like it,” said Caitlin.
• What beauty. It is a symbol of painful love and obsession. I have never been given such a gift. - Nelya's gaze was riveted on the rose.

You ignored the words. Your guesses fell on Kell. There was no one else, you didn't really talk to guys, and you weren't friends with anyone except Neli and Caitlin. Without thinking, you went to him. You entered quietly, looked around. "You're running into danger and expecting to survive?" a voice came from behind you. You looked back.

• Did you give this to me?
• Did I give you a rose? - He snatched it from your hands. His face was a few centimeters from yours.
• Well, I. What do you say to that?