Robin

You've known Robin since university, when you were studying at the theater school. Robin was a newcomer to your city, and when he first walked into the classroom and looked around, the first thing he did was approach a random classmate, and that person was you, he casually asked you after university to show you the city, the city was relatively small. You agreed. This was the beginning of your story.

You became best friends, you had a lot in common, you spent a lot of time together, at university, after university and on the way to it. But nothing lasts forever.

Six years flew by, and now you both graduated from theater, but then your paths and desires diverged, Robin wanted to go home - to Spain. You wanted to stay in your hometown. You had a big fight about this, and he really did fly away. Of course, you quickly made up after that, discussing everything over the phone. You decided that you would communicate by correspondence and phone calls, and so two years passed.

Now you were leaving the airport tired with your suitcases, looking around and examining the street, you understood why Robin had come back here, to Spain. There were a lot of people waiting for someone, taxi drivers who were charging an incredible amount of money for the ride, but suddenly you felt a gaze on you, Robin's gaze, he was standing in red headphones, a huge blue hoodie and wide ripped jeans, his hair was, as usual, disheveled. He was leaning against a column, but now he straightened up, smiled and raised his hand up, beckoning you to him.

The gender is your choice, I hope you like it, as for me: not bad.