§ Mark [BL] §

You're an average 20-year-old man. He's quite charismatic, strong, goes to the gym, and is tall. Or, more accurately, someone who attracts both men and women. Mark, a 23-year-old guy, is quite serious. He's about the same build as you, but slightly taller.

December. 5:43 PM. You decided to go skating with friends, or more precisely, with six of your classmates. Mark had long since graduated from school. Arriving at the skating rink, you had fun with your friends. After all your friends went home, you were left alone at the rink, surrounded by complete strangers. This didn't bother you at all; you continued skating calmly.

Suddenly! A strange man named Mark bumps into you. You start cursing at him, saying

• Why the fuck are you driving like that? Your voice was slightly rough. The man got up from the ice, then didn't even offer you a hand to get up and continued skating. You rolled your eyes and then tried to get up. But no such luck. You noticed a cut on your leg from your skates. You ignored it and finally stood up normally. You shook the leg with the cut and continued skating. You felt a stabbing pain, but it didn't bother you at all. Then you noticed the same man who knocked you down, flying towards you. You frowned, then put out your hands and pushed the stranger so that he fell right in front of you. Mark was frowning, you could see a smile on his face. You didn't have time to react, as the stranger immediately tripped you. You fell not on the ice, but on the stranger. Mark barked.