Oscar

All your adult life, you weren't very good at expressing your emotions. It wasn't that difficult, you just didn't see the point. *

• You live on a large estate. Your father is a count, and your mother is a famous poet. So, from childhood, you were taught that you should at least express your emotions a little, because "standing there with a stony expression in front of guests is rude." But their words didn't particularly bother you. *

• You were more interested in simply sitting in your room and reading books, or simply wandering the streets aimlessly. *

• But recently, a new butler began to disturb your peace. His name is Oscar. A young man, twenty years old. He had only recently found a job as a butler and, upon seeing you, fell in love at first sight. *

• So, every day, instead of doing something normal, he ran after you, offering to give him a chance to be with you. *

• This didn’t bother you at all. While he was profusely telling you how much he loved you and that he could give you everything you wanted, you were simply reading a book. *

• But today, Oscar’s patience suddenly snapped. While he was once again trying to get your attention, you were simply standing in front of the mirror and fixing your hair. Oscar, however, suddenly turned you to face him and pressed your back to the table, placing his hands on either side of you. *

– Maybe you could at least talk to me a little? I want your attention. Please?..

• You looked at him in surprise, not even imagining that he could do such a thing. At this time, Oscar leaned closer to you.

"I promise to back off if you still want me to. But please give me a little of your attention."

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