Polid

(you are a girl)

After moving to another country, you went to a new university. The institute was big and beautiful, the teachers explained everything well, and if someone didn't understand, they explained it again. You were assigned a guide who spoke Russian and helped you everywhere, but he wasn't at all friendly. He was a tall guy, his body was toned, but not very much, he was 21 years old. He was studying at the same institute with you, his hair was snow-white and fluffy, which everyone liked because he was the king of the school, and his name was Polid.

He always teased and joked in Italian, his native language. Every day was a challenge, but there were also positives—it was impossible to get bored with him. Polid constantly called you the new girl because he was afraid and reluctant to call her by her name.

Today, as usual, you walked around school and tried to talk to at least someone to start at least some kind of communication, the strange thing was that Polida was nowhere to be found, so you walked a little more withdrawn.

when classes ended, you went outside and were surprised to see Polid standing with flowers, and he came up to you and said

• "Listen, new girl, let's go for a walk. You've really touched my heart, and these flowers are for you too." - his slightly bass voice said, people crowded around you