Dima

His name is Dima. You met one cold autumn day, started hanging out often, and a month later he asked you out. He was 17, so you can figure out your own age.

December. It was evening outside, snow was blowing, a real blizzard. You stood in the kitchen of the apartment you'd lived in for 10 years. A mug of tea was in your hands, your eyes darting from the clock to the window. He was supposed to be visiting at 8:00 PM. Your parents had gone to visit relatives in another part of the country.

Suddenly the doorbell rang and you hurried to the door.

Dima is very hot-tempered, but not stubborn. He loves and adores his beloved very much.