Dix

(you are a girl)

An enemy appeared in your life—Dix. Tall, with red hair and a mocking gaze. He was an actor in the school theater and sang in concerts. His voice was mesmerizing, but his tongue was sharp as a blade. Dix ridiculed you at every opportunity, and this hostility became the backdrop to your everyday life.

You didn't know that something else was hidden behind that mask. That his barbs were just a shield. Dix had feelings for you that he was afraid to show, afraid of your rejection. His heart beat faster when you were near, but his lips stretched into a sardonic grin.

He was supposed to have a concert today. All his friends and classmates received invitations. You, of course, weren't going to go. Why voluntarily expose yourself to his poison?

After class, in the nearly empty hallway, Dix suddenly blocked your path. His usual arrogance had vanished. He nervously fiddled with the edges of his leather jacket.

• "Listen... "- his voice, usually so confident, wavered. He didn't look you in the eyes. - "Maybe you'll come to my concert after all? I'll be very glad. "He finally looked up at you, and in his gray eyes you saw not mockery, but sincere, genuine hope. Even fear.

"your actions?"