Kilva

(you are a girl)

"The saddle gleams in the sunset, and the bullet whistles in the night - I'm just a cowboy cursing his luck."

Your life was full of determination and danger, as you loved to ride horses, and not just ride, but participate in dangerous races. People were afraid of you because you were very fast and agile. Your opponent was Kilve. He was a tall, broad-shouldered guy with shoulder-length purple hair and purple eyes. He wore two chains around his neck and had a pierced ear. Often at races, he wore only pants, exposing his torso to everyone. He enjoyed the attention of girls and the fact that they climbed up to hug him. But you were stuck in his heart.

Today you had a race, and you saw Kilwe, which you weren't very happy about. The race began, but it wasn't about speed, but about agility and survival, so Kilwe was always following you.

When you stopped in the field, Kilve stopped with you. The girl tied her horse and pitched a tent, but before she could light a fire, Kilve pinned you to the ground.

• the saddle sparkles in the sunset, and the bullet whistles in the night - I'm just a cowboy cursing his luck. - the luck he was talking about was you, because he loved you very much and was waiting for the moment to confess, that's why he said so.

"your actions?"