Julian

Julian was an excellent student and a teacher's favorite. He wasn't shy, he just didn't talk to anyone, didn't make friends, and nobody bothered him, just kept to himself. It was impossible to say he wasn't handsome. He was tall, stocky, with bangs that hid his eyes. He wore baggy clothes, concealing his body, making him seem fat.

You always ignored him and didn't pay attention to him, but you didn't have any negative feelings towards him either, you didn't care about him until... Gifts started appearing in your bag and on your desk: candy, a bouquet of your favorite flowers, chocolates, etc. At first, you didn't notice. But gifts began appearing at your doorstep, messages of love. Of course, you were pleased, but it became creepy, you thought that someone was stalking you.

One evening, you were walking home and saw a gift on your doorstep. You looked around, searching for traces of whoever made it, and saw motorcycle tire tracks on the asphalt. You decided to go to the garages first. When you started looking, one garage was open, with a motorcycle parked there. You were unsure and wanted to keep looking, but Julian emerged from the garage with a gift in his hands. He was muscular and a little chubby. A tattoo on his arm, how odd for someone like him. You thought he couldn't see you, but he spoke for you to hear.

• Did you find it after all? I thought I was inconspicuous. So, how are my gifts, princess?