Gosha

.//8. A question during dinner

Gosha's father looked at his son.
Did you really do that?
Gosha lowered his head.
I was worried.
Rosalie held his hand under the table.
He always worries about me.
Gosha's mother smiled.
That's very beautiful, son.
And Gosha, for the first time that night, seemed to truly relax.

9. Family thinking
   Later, while Rosalie was talking to his mother, some relatives gathered in the room.
   One of the uncles commented:
   I never imagined Gosha would date a rabbit.
   Another replied:
   Much less one so small!
   The cousin smiled.
   But did you see how he looks at her?
   The grandfather nodded.
   — It had been a long time since I'd seen our Gosha so happy.
   The father remained quiet for a few moments. Then he said:
   The important thing is that she is a good companion for him and that he is also good to her.
   The mother agreed.
   — And it seems like they really like each other.
   Meanwhile, on the balcony, Gosha was sitting next to Rosalie.
   The little rabbit held her hand and watched the garden.
   Your family is very nice.
   Did you like them?

• Very!
  He smiled.
  "I was afraid they'd find you strange." Rosalie looked at him.
  They were surprised by my size.
• I perceived.
  She started laughing.
  — Gosha, I'm a dwarf rabbit. There's not much I can do about it!
  He laughed too.
  Rosalie rested her head on his arm.
  I'm glad you introduced me to your family.
  Gosha gently kissed the top of her head.
• Me too.
  And that night, as Gosha's family finally met the little herbivore who had captured their son's heart, one thing became clear: The enormous Komodo dragon, who for so long had believed he wasn't good enough for a little bunny, had found someone with whom he wanted to build his future. And his family was beginning to understand why.

.//8. A question during dinner
During dinner, one of the grandparents asked:
— So, Rosalie, how long have you two been together? — Seven months!
— Seven months? And how did they meet?
Rosalie began to tell the story about the botanical garden, where she had met Gosha.
She talked about their first conversations, their outings, and their first kiss.
Gosha became extremely embarrassed when she mentioned the kiss.
He got so nervous that, the next day, he came to ask if my body was okay because of the poison!
The entire table fell silent for a second.
Then, some relatives began to laugh affectionately.

.//4. Part 3 An important decision: getting to know the family

• I know...
  How do you two manage to walk together?
  Rosalie replied calmly:
  He slows down to keep up with me.
  The cousin smiled.
  How cute!
  Gosha's father, however, was still watching the two of them.
  He didn't seem hostile, just surprised.
  After all, she had never imagined that her son, so shy and reserved, would show up at home accompanied by such a tiny bunny.

7. Gosha's mother is delighted. Gosha's mother was the first to completely break the air of surprise.

Rosalie, dear, come in! You must be tired from the trip.
Thank you very much, ma'am.
— You can call me by my first name, darling.
Rosalie handed over the box of sweets.
I brought some sweets for you.
The woman received the gift with evident satisfaction.
How kind!
As they walked through the house, Gosha's mother noticed something interesting.
Her son was acting differently. Normally, Gosha was quite quiet at family gatherings. He would answer when asked something, but he rarely initiated conversations.
That day, however, he was constantly paying attention to his girlfriend.
He checked to see if she was comfortable, asked if she needed anything, and slowed his pace to keep up with her.
The mother noticed immediately.
Your son was in love.
And very much so.

.//4. Part 2 An important decision: getting to know the family

"Is everything alright?" he asked.

• I am!
  If you become uncomfortable, we can leave.
  Rosalie looked at him.
  Gosha, you're more nervous than I am!
  He chuckled.
  When they arrived at the entrance, Gosha called the family.
  His father appeared first.
  It was an adult Komodo dragon, tall, with green scales and a rather serious demeanor.
  Behind him came his mother and other relatives. — Gosha! He's finally here!
  Good afternoon, Dad.
  The father looked at the small figure beside his son.
  Then he looked again.
  And he lowered his head slightly.
  This is...?
  Gosha blushed slightly.
  Yes. This is Rosalie, my girlfriend.
  The little bunny gave a small bow.
  — It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Rosalie Bellamy.
  Silence.
  A considerable silence.
  Gosha's mother looked at the rabbit. Then at her son.
  Then back to the rabbit.
  She knew her son was dating a herbivore.
  I knew it was a rabbit.
  But honestly, I didn't imagine it would be so small!

6. The shock of the relatives
   One of Gosha's uncles bowed his head.
   Is that your girlfriend?
   Yes, uncle.
   But she's... tiny!
   The mother immediately glanced at him.
   — Don't be rude! — I'm not being rude! I'm just surprised!
   Rosalie smiled politely.
   — No problem. That's what people usually say.
   A cousin of Gosha's, who was also a young Komodo dragon, approached curiously.
   Oh my God, you really are a dwarf bunny!
   — I am!
   — Are you only 1.20 m tall?

• Yes.
  The cousin looked at Gosha.
  — And you're almost two meters tall!
  Gosha was embarrassed. — I know...
  How do you two manage to walk together?
  Rosalie replied calmly:
  He slows down to keep up with me.
  The cousin smiled.
  How cute!
  Gosha's father, however, was still watching the two of them.
  He didn't seem hostile, just surprised.

.//4. Part 1 An important decision: getting to know the family
For months, Gosha had been thinking about introducing Rosalie to the family.
It was not a simple decision.
His family was traditional, large, and composed entirely of Komodo dragons.
They were all large, had scales, robust tails, and physical characteristics quite similar to his.
Rosalie, on the other hand, was a dwarf rabbit measuring only 1.20 m.
The difference was considerable. Gosha had already told him a few things about his girlfriend.
They knew she was a herbivore, that she studied, that she was a ballerina, and that she had an extremely kind personality.
But they had never fully imagined what it would be like to meet her in person.
After much discussion, Gosha finally mustered the courage. — Rosalie?

• Yes love?
  I was thinking... Would you like to meet my family?
  The little bunny's eyes widened.
  — Your whole family?
  Well... my parents, my grandparents, and some close relatives.
  — Gosha!
  She immediately became excited.
  Of course I'd like that!
  He smiled discreetly.
  Are you nervous? A little bit.
• Me too.
  Rosalie held her hand.
• Everything will be fine.
  Gosha hoped so.

.//3. A relationship without haste
Despite being in love, the two had not yet begun a sexual life.
And that wasn't a cause for concern for any of them.
Gosha and Rosalie had talked a lot about intimacy, expectations, and boundaries.
Both were virgins, had never dated before, and were discovering together how a romantic relationship worked.
Rosalie had shared some personal insecurities, while Gosha had shared his concerns related to the species and the venom. Neither of them wanted to rush things.
Gosha, in particular, was afraid to put Rosalie in any risky situation because of their biological differences.
She always replied that they didn't need to do anything until they felt ready.
The most important thing was trust.
And trust was precisely what the two of them were building.

1. Seven months of dating
   A year had passed since Gosha and Rosalie met. The shy friendship that existed between the two had transformed into a very beautiful romantic relationship.
   At that moment, they had officially been together for seven months.
   They were an extremely affectionate couple.
   They both wore promise rings, chosen together. Gosha had a discreet ring, while Rosalie preferred a delicate design with small floral details.
   They both enjoyed celebrating special occasions, exchanging gifts, and keeping mementos.
   Despite his shyness, Gosha had become a very attentive boyfriend. He enjoyed buying flowers, preparing small surprises, and accompanying Rosalie to her ballet performances. Rosalie also made a point of taking care of her boyfriend.
   She knew his preferences, remembered his appointments, and often prepared little surprises to brighten his days.
   She was especially affectionate when she sensed he was insecure.
   Sometimes, all it took was holding her hand and saying:
   — You know that's my favorite dragon, don't you?
   Gosha always blushed.

.//2. The vain little rabbit

Rosalie had a rather delicate style.
She liked pretty, feminine, and comfortable clothes. Her wardrobe consisted of dresses, skirts, cardigans, delicate blouses, ballet flats, and small accessories.
I particularly liked light colors, such as pink, white, cream, and lilac.
It also had the habit of taking very good care of its fur and using mild perfumes specific to its species.
Gosha often commented that she smelled nice.
And Rosalie loved it when he did that.
"You smell nice today," he said.
Today? Just today?
— No! I mean... you're always here. She laughed.
— Best answer.
Gosha also liked the softness of her white fur. When they were together, he would often gently stroke her ears and head.
It was a demonstration of affection that Rosalie greatly appreciated.
2. Intimacy and trust
The two had already shared some very personal conversations.
Gosha and Rosalie had never dated before. They were both virgins and were discovering the intricacies of a relationship together.
Despite kissing and frequently showing affection, they had not yet begun a sexual relationship.
There was no rush. They both wanted to get to know each other better, mature together, and respect their own boundaries.
The issue of Gosha's poison also remained a concern.
Rosalie possessed immunity to his known toxin, but Gosha didn't want to assume that this immunity covered all forms of exposure. Therefore, they had discussed seeking specialized veterinary advice on the physiology of hybrid or interspecific species before progressing further into intimacy.
Gosha wanted to make sure his girlfriend was safe. Rosalie found that concern endearing, although she sometimes had to remind him that she wasn't made of porcelain.

Meeting my dragon's family 💚🐰
Seven months of dating, a ring on her finger, and an entire family of Komodo dragons.

1. Seven months of love
   A year had passed since Gosha and Rosalie met. And although their relationship had begun with a shy friendship, many special things had happened.
   At that time, the two had officially been dating for seven months.
   They were a very much in love couple.
   Gosha, who previously believed he had no chance of winning Rosalie over, now had a little rabbit who affectionately called him "love," prepared surprises, and made a point of showing how much she liked him.
   Rosalie had also become an important part of the dragon's routine. The two had engagement rings, chosen together. They were simple, beautiful, and represented the commitment they had made.
   They had the custom of celebrating:
   Our dating anniversary.
   The first kiss.
   Their birthdays.
   Special dates on the calendar.
   Small personal achievements.
   They exchanged gifts, letters, and photographs.
   Gosha was particularly careful with gifts. He liked to choose things that Rosalie would actually use, especially dance accessories, books, and small pieces of jewelry.
   Rosalie, for her part, loved to give her boyfriend gifts such as shirts, watches, perfumes suited to his kind, and small objects that she knew Gosha would like to keep. She was very thoughtful.
   Sometimes, she would prepare his favorite snack and take it to school. On other occasions, she would show up unexpectedly to attend his appointments.
   And there was one thing Gosha loved: Rosalie always complimented her appearance.
   The dragon was still shy, but he could already accept some compliments without trying to change the subject immediately.

.//6. Love above prejudice
That night, Gosha accompanied Rosalie to her small house.
Before going inside, she turned around and held his hand.
— Gosha?

• Yes?
  You know you don't need to keep apologizing for being who you are, right?
  He remained quiet.
  I know your species has different characteristics. I know you need to take precautions, and I know some people are afraid.
  Rosalie stroked one of its scales.
  But I know you. I know the guy who waits for me after rehearsals, who remembers my performances, and who even worries when I sneeze.
  Gosha chuckled.
  You're exaggerating.
• I'm not!
  She stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.
  I love my dragon.
  Gosha felt her heart warm.
  Perhaps the world would continue to see a dangerous carnivore and a small prey.
  But Rosalie could see her boyfriend.
  And Gosha was beginning to understand that he didn't need to spend his whole life believing that his nature made him unworthy of receiving affection. The dragon's greatest fear wasn't being rejected by society. It was, one day, making his little rabbit suffer for something he didn't fully understand. And Rosalie was determined to show him that love also meant talking, respecting boundaries, and caring for each other.

.//5. A rather particular concern
Gosha was thinking about something he hadn't yet dared to ask.
The two were growing closer emotionally. Naturally, he imagined that, in the future, they could develop an even greater intimacy.
But there was a biological issue that made him particularly apprehensive.
He was poisonous.
Rosalie was immune to its known toxin.
But did that immunity also apply to other forms of exposure?
He didn't want to assume that was the case.
He didn't want to put his girlfriend at risk due to ignorance. Finally, he mustered the courage:
Rosalie... can I ask you something a little embarrassing?

• He can!
  Do you know if you're completely immune to my venom?
  The bunny winked.
• Like this?
  I mean... we know I can kiss you without causing poisoning, but we don't necessarily know how your immune system works in all situations.
  Rosalie became thoughtful.
  Then he understood the concern.
  Are you thinking about our future?
  Gosha blushed. — A little...
  She started to giggle softly.
  You're very worried!
• I'm serious!
• I know my love.
  Rosalie held her hand.
  But we don't need to figure everything out now. If we ever decide to take that step, we can seek specialized medical advice about our biological differences.
  Gosha seemed to breathe more easily.
  Would you do that?
  "Of course! I don't want you to worry, and I also want everything to be safe for both of us." She gently kissed his snout.
  — You don't need to be ashamed to talk to me about these things.

.//4. The problem with dating an immune bunny
Rosalie was practically the opposite of him.
I liked hugs, kisses, caresses, and snuggling up to my boyfriend.
Sometimes, she would hold his face with both paws. Other times, she would stroke his scales or give him little kisses on his snout.
Gosha was still having difficulty getting used to it.
Not because I didn't like it.
Quite the opposite.
He loved it.
But there was always that biological concern. One afternoon, while they were at Rosalie's house, he watched the little rabbit nuzzling his hand.
Rosalie?

• Yes dear?
  — You know my species is venomous, don't you?
  She looked up.
  — I know, Gosha.
  And what if my saliva could be dangerous?
  I know that too.
  He remained silent.
  — Have you never been afraid?
  Rosalie thought for a few seconds. "From you? No."
  Gosha lowered his head.
  Sometimes I get worried.
  — With what?
• Like you.
  She approached.
  But I'm immune to your poison, remember?
  I know. It's just that...
  He interrupted the sentence.
  Rosalie realized there was more to it.

2. Intimacy and trust
   The two had already shared some very personal conversations.
   Gosha and Rosalie had never dated before. They were both virgins and were discovering the intricacies of a relationship together.
   Despite kissing and frequently showing affection, they had not yet begun a sexual relationship.
   There was no rush. They both wanted to get to know each other better, mature together, and respect their own boundaries.
   The issue of Gosha's poison also remained a concern.
   Rosalie possessed immunity to his known toxin, but Gosha didn't want to assume that this immunity covered all forms of exposure. Therefore, they had discussed seeking specialized veterinary advice on the physiology of hybrid or interspecific species before progressing further into intimacy.

.//2. Part 2 Rosalie wasn't ashamed of her boyfriend.

Therefore, her family had taught her from an early age the importance of certain precautions.
Gosha always carried with him:
A small bottle of antiseptic alcohol.
Clean handkerchiefs and cloths.
Appropriate hygiene products.
A small first-aid kit.
When someone touched his skin, he would usually check for any secretions that needed to be removed.
If there was a possibility of contamination, I would try to sanitize the area and advise the person to follow the proper precautions.
It was such an old habit that it had become practically automatic.

In childhood, this had led to some rather embarrassing situations.
Once, a colleague had held his hand during a playful moment.
Gosha immediately reached for his small case.
The boy was confused.

• What are you doing?
  Excuse me! I need to clean your hand!
  But why?
  Because of my venom...
  Since then, Gosha had developed an enormous concern about any physical contact.
  And this became particularly complicated when he was dating an extremely affectionate rabbit.

4. The problem with dating an immune bunny.
   Rosalie was practically the opposite of him.
   I liked hugs, kisses, caresses, and snuggling up to my boyfriend.
   Sometimes, she would hold his face with both paws. Other times, she would stroke his scales or give him little kisses on his snout.
   Gosha was still having difficulty getting used to it.
   Not because I didn't like it.
   Quite the opposite.
   He loved it.
   But there was always that biological concern.

.//2. Part 1 Rosalie wasn't ashamed of her boyfriend.

Rosalie, however, did not seem particularly worried.
She continued acting normally.
She would hold Gosha's hand in the hallways, kiss his cheek, straighten his shirt, and often call him "love."
One morning, while they were walking together, a group of students began to whisper.
Gosha realized it immediately.
His expression became a little more serious.
Rosalie noticed it too.
Are they talking about us?

• I think so.
• What a shame.
  He looked at her. "You don't mind?"
  Rosalie stopped walking.
  — With what?
  — With people saying you shouldn't date me.
  The little rabbit wrinkled her nose slightly.
  — Gosha, I chose you.
  She held his enormous hand with both her little paws.
  I didn't choose a boyfriend to please the students at school.
  But they say that...
  They can say whatever they want. That doesn't change how I feel about you.
  Then, she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his cheek.
  — Besides, my boyfriend is very kind to me.
  Gosha lowered his eyes, visibly moved.
  Rosalie smiled.
  — And now, can we go? I feel like eating something.
  He let out a small laugh.
  Sure.

3. Gosha's strange habit
   There was a particular aspect of Gosha's life that few people knew about.
   From childhood, he had an almost obsessive concern for his own poison.
   Like the Komodo dragon, it possessed toxic oral secretions, and its species was known to pose a risk to other animals. Therefore, its family had taught it from a young age the importance of certain precautions.
   Gosha always carried with him:
   A small bottle of antiseptic alcohol.
   Clean handkerchiefs and cloths.
   Appropriate hygiene products.
   A small first-aid kit.
   When someone touched his skin, he would usually check for any secretions that needed to be removed.

A love the world didn't understand. 🐰💚
Gosha and Rosalie's relationship was becoming increasingly serious. The two were very affectionate, enjoyed spending time together, and were rarely seen apart.
However, not everyone viewed that relationship favorably.
In fact, for many students, seeing such a small herbivorous rabbit courting a carnivorous Komodo dragon was completely absurd.
And Gosha was beginning to realize this.

1. Judging others
   At school, comments like that were frequent.
   Some students whispered when they saw Rosalie walking hand in hand with Gosha.
   Others weren't even ashamed to speak up directly.
   Seriously, that rabbit is dating a carnivore?
   — And on top of that, a Komodo dragon!
   — Isn't she afraid? He's poisonous!
   — At any moment he might lose control. Carnivores are like that.
   There were even worse comments:
   — She's practically prey walking with her own predator. — I don't understand how her parents allow this.
   I want to see how long this relationship will last.
   Gosha was listening.
   And although he tried not to show it, those words affected him.
   He was very familiar with the prejudices that existed between carnivores and herbivores. He knew that many animals considered relationships between different species to be dangerous or inappropriate.
   But hearing those things about Rosalie was particularly unpleasant.
   Mainly because he was afraid that, at some point, she would also begin to see him that way.

A hug that took a while to end. 💚
It was a quiet afternoon in Rosalie's little house.
Gosha had come to visit her, and the two were in the room, enjoying each other's company. Rosalie was particularly affectionate that day.
Sitting on the small bed, Gosha could barely fit his legs. The little rabbit, in turn, was sitting next to him, with her arms delicately around his shoulders.
They started with a few kisses.
One kiss on the cheek, another on the tip of his snout, until Rosalie decided to kiss him on the lips. Gosha responded immediately.
He was still quite shy, but he was starting to get used to his girlfriend's displays of affection.
Rosalie interrupted the kiss for a few seconds.
You're so cute...

• I?
  Yes, you.
  Rosalie, I'm practically twice your size.
  She let out a little laugh.
  — And it's still cute.
  Gosha was embarrassed.
  The little rabbit kissed him again, and he carefully wrapped her in his arms. For a few moments, they completely forgot about the time.
  When they finally pulled away, Rosalie rested her forehead against his.
  — Gosha?
  Hm?
  I like you very much.
  He gently stroked one of her ears.
  — I like you very much too, Rosalie.
  She smiled.
  In that small room, amidst lingering kisses, hugs, and giggles, Gosha realized he was experiencing something he had long considered impossible: being loved by someone he believed to be out of his reach.

.//6. The dragon and its little house
That afternoon, Gosha discovered that dating such a small rabbit was a challenge:
He had to adapt practically everything when he was at her house.
He couldn't stand completely upright in certain rooms, he had to be careful with the furniture, and when he wanted to kiss her, he often had to bend down.
Rosalie found it all extremely funny. "You know, it feels like a giant visitor in my little house?"

• I noticed.
  — A huge dragon!
  Rosalie...
  — A huge, passionate dragon!
  Gosha covered part of his face with one hand.
  — You like to tease me.
  She smiled and opened her little arms.
• I like you.
  He bent down to hug her.
  And the little rabbit practically disappeared inside that huge hug. Gosha gently rested his nose on her white fur.
  How could someone so small occupy so much space in his life?
  It was a question he didn't need to find an answer to.
  After all, Gosha was a venomous Komodo dragon, enormous and intimidating to many animals. But, inside that small house, he was simply Rosalie Bellamy's loving boyfriend. 💚

.//6. The dragon and its little house

After all, Gosha was a venomous Komodo dragon, enormous and intimidating to many animals. But, inside that small house, he was simply Rosalie Bellamy's devoted boyfriend.

A caress that took a while to end:

It was a quiet afternoon in Rosalie's little house.
Gosha had come to visit her, and the two were in the room, enjoying each other's company. Rosalie was particularly affectionate that day.
Sitting on the small bed, Gosha could barely fit his legs. The little rabbit, in turn, was sitting next to him, with her arms delicately around his shoulders.
They started with a few kisses.
One kiss on the cheek, another on the tip of his snout, until Rosalie decided to kiss him on the lips.
Gosha responded immediately.
He was still quite shy, but he was starting to get used to his girlfriend's displays of affection. Rosalie interrupted the kiss for a few seconds.
You're so cute...

• I?
  Yes, you.
  Rosalie, I'm practically twice your size.
  She let out a little laugh.
  — And it's still cute.
  Gosha was embarrassed.
  The little rabbit kissed him again, and he carefully wrapped her in his arms.
  For a few moments, they completely forgot the time.
  When they finally pulled away, Rosalie rested her forehead against his. "Gosha?"
  Hm?
  I like you very much.
  He gently stroked one of her ears.
  — I like you very much too, Rosalie.
  She smiled.
  In that small room, amidst lingering kisses, hugs, and giggles, Gosha realized he was experiencing something he had long considered impossible: being loved by someone he believed to be out of his reach.

.//5. Part 2 Rosalie's Sensitive Days

• Sorry!
  She started laughing.
  They're my size, silly!
  He was embarrassed.
  — I know. I was just observing.
  Rosalie adjusted the blanket over her legs.
  — I don't really like those days. I get tired and sometimes I have really bad cramps.
  Gosha sat down carefully beside her.
  May I make some tea?
• He can...
  — And is there anything to eat?
  Perhaps a small cake.
  — Okay. Before leaving, Rosalie held the tip of her hand.
  — Gosha?
• Yes?
  — Can you stay with me for a little while first?
  He immediately sat back down.
  Sure.
  The little rabbit rested her head on his arm.
  Gosha gently ran his hand over her ears.
  It was a simple thing, but he enjoyed taking care of it.
  Not because Rosalie was incapable of taking care of herself, but because she liked to be involved in her life, even on the less pleasant days.

6. The dragon and its little house
   That afternoon, Gosha discovered that dating such a small rabbit was a challenge:
   He had to adapt practically everything when he was at her house.
   He couldn't stand completely upright in certain rooms, he had to be careful with the furniture, and when he wanted to kiss her, he often had to bend down.
   Rosalie found it all extremely funny.
   — You know you look like a giant visitor in my little house?

• I noticed.
  — A huge dragon!
  — Rosalie... — A huge, passionate dragon!
  Gosha covered part of his face with one hand.
  — You like to tease me.
  She smiled and opened her little arms.
• I like you.
  He bent down to hug her.
  And the little rabbit practically disappeared inside that enormous hug.
  Gosha gently rested his nose against her white fur.
  How could someone so small occupy so much space in his life?
  It was a question he didn't need to find an answer to.

.//4. The routine of your little rabbit
As the days went by, Gosha began to notice other peculiarities.
Rosalie had small objects for practically everything.
Their glasses were delicate, their pans were smaller, their shoes looked like miniatures, and even their toiletries came in smaller packaging.
Her room was especially lovely. There was a small bed, a desk, shelves full of dance books, photographs of performances, and a collection of tiny ballet shoes.
Gosha particularly liked that room.
It was where Rosalie used to study her choreography, read theater scripts, and organize her competitions.
Sometimes, she would rehearse a few steps while he sat on the bed, watching.
And he could spend hours doing that.

Part 5, Part 1: Rosalie's Sensitive Days
A few weeks later, Gosha discovered another peculiarity of his girlfriend's routine.
Rosalie had very uncomfortable menstrual periods.
During those days, I usually felt more tired, sensitive, and a little more needy.
One morning, Gosha noticed that she was quieter than usual.

• Are you well?
  I have cramps...
  He immediately became worried.
  Do you want me to do something?
  I just want to lie down for a little while.
  Gosha accompanied her to her room and helped her organize a few things.
  That's when she noticed a small basket of toiletries on a shelf.
  There were packages of tiny sanitary pads, panty liners, and other products in sizes specifically designed for her anatomy.
  Gosha looked at the basket and then at Rosalie.
  The difference in size between them seemed even more evident in those small, everyday details.
  "They're so small..." he commented without thinking.
  Rosalie looked at him.
  — Gosha!

A few weeks later: the discovery of Rosalie's small size.

With their relationship more established, Gosha began to frequent Rosalie's house.
And that's when he discovered something that, until then, he hadn't fully understood.
Rosalie was really tiny.
He knew she was only 1.20 m tall, but he had never realized how much that influenced his daily life.
Her house was small.
Very small.
It looked like a small burrow transformed into a dwelling, almost a tiny, cozy cave.
The door was low, the furniture was delicate, the chairs were small, and the kitchen seemed to have been built especially for a family of dwarf rabbits. Gosha had to lower his head quite a bit to get in.
When he finally succeeded, he stood observing his surroundings.

• Our...
  Rosalie, who was putting some things away, turned around.
• What it was?
  Your house is...
  He searched for a polite word.
  — Cozy.
  She smiled.
  It's small, isn't it?
• A little bit.
  Rosalie started laughing. "You look like a mountain in my living room!"
  Gosha looked around.
  His knee was practically as high as a small table.
  I think I need to be careful not to drop anything.
  — You really need to!
  She pointed to a chair.
  — You can sit over there.
  Gosha looked at the chair.
  Then he looked at Rosalie.
  Are you sure?
• I have.
  He tried to adjust his body carefully. The chair creaked.
  The two remained silent.
  Rosalie started laughing so hard she had to hold her stomach.
  — Gosha!
• Sorry!
  — No need to apologize! You're practically taking up the whole room!
  The dragon was embarrassed.
  But he also started laughing.

4. The routine of your little rabbit
   As the days went by, Gosha began to notice other peculiarities.
   Rosalie had small objects for practically everything.

.//Part 2 The penny finally dropped:

— I am... Why?
— You're not feeling anything strange? No discomfort?
Rosalie blinked a few times.

• No?
  Gosha turned pale.
  Yesterday's kiss...
  The little bunny finally understood.
  And he started laughing.
  — Gosha!
• What?!
  Are you worried about your poison?
  He nodded desperately.
  "Rosalie, I'm poisonous! My saliva can be extremely dangerous!" She grabbed his hands.
  I know, darling.
  So, how are you doing?!
  Rosalie tilted her head.
  — Because nothing ever happens to me.

2. The mystery of Rosalie's immunity:

The Bellamy family possessed a rather unusual genetic trait.
Although Rosalie was a herbivorous rabbit, she possessed an exceptional natural resistance to certain toxins of animal origin.
His body was immune to Gosha's venom.
It was a rare trait, known to her family since childhood, although it wasn't something Rosalie usually talked about.
She explained everything calmly.
Gosha, however, remained incredulous.
— Are you sure? — Absolutely.

• But...
  — Gosha.
• Yes?
  She stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his cheek.
  I'm perfectly fine.
  The dragon turned red.
  You can't do that while I'm worried...
  Rosalie let out a little laugh.
• Why?
  Because I get nervous.
  — I know. And that answer was accompanied by a mischievous smile.
  Gosha realized that his girlfriend, despite her innocent appearance, had discovered a rather efficient way to leave him speechless.

Gosha & Rosalie Bellamy
Chapter: A venomous dragon and his immune bunny. 💚🐰

Part 1: The penny finally dropped.
After that first kiss, Gosha was experiencing one of the happiest moments of her life.
Rosalie was his girlfriend.
Your little Rosalie.
However, as he walked home that night, a rather important piece of information crossed his mind.
He stopped.
He remained motionless.
She looked at her own hands and then at her mouth. My God.
I kissed her.
His heart began to race.
I really did kiss Rosalie!
But the happiness was short-lived.
Another memory surfaced, this time much more worrying.
The poison!
Gosha was a Komodo dragon. Its saliva contained dangerous toxins capable of causing fatal consequences in other animals.
And he had kissed a herbivorous rabbit!
Oh my God...
The boy practically started running. That night, he barely managed to sleep.
His head was full of thoughts:
Is she alright?
What if the poison is already taking effect?
I should have thought of that sooner!
The following morning, he arrived at school much earlier than usual, looking for Rosalie.
When he finally found her, he practically ran towards her.
Rosalie!
The bunny turned her ears up.
— Gosha?
He gently held her shoulders.
— Are you okay?! — I'm fine... Why?
— You're not feeling anything strange? No discomfort?
Rosalie blinked a few times.

• No?
  Gosha turned pale.
  Yesterday's kiss...
  The little bunny finally understood.
  And he started laughing.
  — Gosha!
• What?!
  Are you worried about your poison?
  He nodded desperately.
  Rosalie, I'm poisonous! My saliva can be extremely dangerous!

.//6. The first kiss

Gosha still seemed unable to believe it.
Rosalie approached again.
Can I kiss you?
He nodded shyly.
The little bunny rested one of her paws on the side of his face and gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
It was brief, delicate, and full of affection.
When he turned away, he found Gosha completely red with embarrassment.
"Are you okay?" she asked.

• I am...
  Didn't you like it?
• I liked.
  — So why the long face? He paused for a few seconds.
  — It's my first kiss.
  Rosalie opened her eyes, surprised.
• Serious?
  Gosha nodded.
  She smiled and gently rested her forehead against his.
  Then I hope this is the first of many.
  The dragon let out a shy little laugh.
• Me too.
  That night, when they said goodbye, Rosalie gave him another kiss on the cheek.
  And Gosha returned home with a happiness he couldn't hide. For the first time, he didn't need to imagine what it would be like to be loved by someone.
  He had just found out.
  And the funniest detail?
  On Monday, Rosalie showed up at school holding Gosha's hand.
  Some students were surprised. Others immediately began whispering.
  The boys who used to try to win her over couldn't understand how that little rabbit had chosen the huge, shy dragon. Gosha, for his part, was so embarrassed that he could barely look at his friends.
  Rosalie simply shook her hand and smiled.
• Good morning my love.
  Gosha almost stopped working.
  The little ballerina had just transformed his greatest source of insecurity into the most beautiful thing of his youth.

.//4. Part 2 The flirtation that ended all doubts

I just don't want to misunderstand.
Her expression became more affectionate.
Then I'll explain it properly.
Rosalie carefully held his hand.
I enjoy hanging out with you. I like talking to you, I like it when you come with me to rehearsals, and I like how much you care about me.
He paused briefly.
— And I like you romantically.
Gosha remained silent.
The little bunny continued:
"I'm not inviting you on all these outings because I feel sorry for you or because I don't want to be alone. I'm inviting you because I want to be with you." He looked at their hands.
But so many boys have already tried...
So what?
They are more...
Gosha couldn't finish.
Rosalie gently squeezed her hand.
— What else?
More confident. More beautiful. More interesting...
The rabbit wrinkled its nose.
Gosha, look at me.
He obeyed.
I'm not choosing a boyfriend based on a popularity competition.
She smiled. "I'm choosing someone I like."
His eyes were particularly attentive.
Do you... want to go out with me?
Rosalie broke into a radiant smile.
— I want to, you silly dragon.

.//4. Part 1 The flirtation that ended all doubts

When they left the coffee shop, it was already getting dark.
Rosalie suggested they take a walk before heading home.
They found a bench in a quiet square.
The little rabbit sat down next to Gosha, discreetly swinging her little feet.
Did you enjoy our tour?

• I really liked.
• Me too.
  She moved a little closer.
  Gosha noticed, but remained silent.
  "You know, Gosha... I think you're very handsome." He immediately turned his face away.
• What?
• Beautiful.
  Rosalie...
  — What's wrong? Can't I compliment you?
  — You can, but...
• But?
  He didn't find an answer.
  Rosalie began to giggle softly.
  Then, gently, she adjusted a small part of his shirt that was folded near the collar.
  You get so annoyed with me.
• I am not...
  — Yes, it will stay. She lifted one of her little paws and gently touched his scaly cheek.
  Gosha remained completely quiet.
  "Can I do something?" she asked.
• He can...
  Rosalie approached and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
  The dragon's eyes widened.
  Its tail moved involuntarily behind the seat.
  Rosalie...
  She smiled.
  That was just a kiss on the cheek.
  Gosha seemed to have forgotten how to form sentences. — You... why?
  The rabbit watched him for a few seconds.
  Then he replied quite naturally:
  Because I like you.

5. The statement
   Gosha looked at her.
   Do you like me?

• I like.
  But... how?
  Rosalie let out a little laugh.
  Gosha, do you really need me to explain?
  He lowered his head.

.//3. An unexpected question
After visiting the garden, the two went to a small coffee shop.
Rosalie chose a strawberry dessert, while Gosha ordered tea.
During the conversation, the rabbit gently rested her chin on her paws.
Gosha, can I ask you something?
Sure.
Have you ever had a girlfriend?
He almost choked on his tea.
— N-no.
Rosalie blinked.
Never?
— Never. — And have you ever liked anyone?
Gosha remained silent.
The little rabbit tilted her head.
— Gosha?

• Already.
• Who?
  He looked at the cup.
  I don't think it's important.
  Rosalie smiled discreetly.
• I understood.
  She knew the answer very well.
  Actually, I was hoping he would have the courage to say it.
  "And you?" he asked, trying to change the subject. "Me?"
  Have you ever dated anyone?
  I've received a few offers, but I've never found anyone I really wanted to be with.
  Gosha nodded.
• I understand.
  Rosalie continued to look at him.
  Perhaps I've already found it.
  The dragon raised its eyes.
  — Found what?
  — Someone I'd like to be with.
  Gosha stood motionless.

.//10. Part 2 The First Kiss of a Dragon in Love

I like it when you stay with me.
Gosha felt his face grow hot.
Still, he didn't fully understand her intentions.

2. Saturday's meeting

On Saturday, Gosha arrived at the botanical garden approximately twenty minutes before the scheduled time.
He had carefully chosen his clothes. He wore a light-colored shirt, dark trousers, and well-kept shoes.
He was particularly concerned about his appearance.
I didn't want to seem sloppy in front of her.
Rosalie appeared a few minutes later.
She wore a delicate cream-colored dress, light-colored ballet flats, and a small bag slung over her shoulder. Her enormous white ears were adorned with a flower clip.
— Gosha!
He turned around. "Hi, Rosalie."
You arrived early!
I didn't want to keep you waiting.
She smiled.
— What a gentleman.
The two began walking through the gardens.
Rosalie was talking about a ballet performance that would take place the following month, while Gosha listened attentively.
At one point, she stopped in front of a flower bed.
They're beautiful, aren't they?

• They are.
  Do you like flowers?
  — I like them a lot. I take care of some at home. — I know. You already told me.
  She moved a little closer.
  Do you know what I find beautiful about you?
  Gosha looked at her.
• What?
  — You pay attention to the things I say.
  He was left speechless.
  It's a simple thing, but I like it.
  Gosha lowered his head slightly.
  I enjoy listening to you talk.
  Rosalie smiled in a way that was different from her usual smile.
  At that moment, he decided he didn't want to prolong the situation any longer.

Part 1: The First Kiss of a Dragon in Love

During the following weeks, Rosalie began taking some initiatives that left Gosha completely confused.
It all started with seemingly innocent invitations.
First, she invited him for ice cream after class. Then, she invited him to visit an art exhibition, see a play, and check out a small coffee shop she had discovered near the city center.
Gosha accepted all invitations.
Naturally, he was happy to spend time with her, but there was a doubt that was beginning to bother him.
Was Rosalie really interested in him, or did she simply not want to go out alone? He didn't want to misinterpret the bunny girl's kindness.
After all, Rosalie was a popular girl. Maybe she was just being nice to him.
And Gosha didn't want to be presumptuous. 1. Rosalie's invitations
Rosalie, on the other hand, was beginning to find the dragon's shyness amusing.
She had already noticed that Gosha became particularly nervous when he received compliments.
One afternoon, as they walked down a shopping street, she gently took his arm.
— Gosha?

• Yes?
  Would you like to go out with me on Saturday?
  Saturday?
  Yes! I thought we could visit that botanical garden I mentioned.
  "Ah... Sure. If you want." Rosalie raised her eyebrows.
  I'm asking because I want to go out with you.
• Yes I know...
  He answered so quietly that the rabbit had to stifle a giggle.
  Do you always get like this?
• Like this?
  — I get nervous when we're together.
  Gosha looked away.
• Sorry.
  No need to apologize!
  She gently squeezed his arm.

.//9. What Rosalie really thought of him
What Gosha didn't realize was that Rosalie was also observing his subtle actions.
She liked his patience, his politeness, and the way he paid attention when she spoke.
I liked how he never tried to compete with other boys for her attention.
I even liked his shyness.
And there was something that made her feel especially comfortable: Gosha didn't treat her like a fragile little bunny who needed to be protected from everything.
He respected her independence.
Rosalie may have been small, but she was not incapable. She had her own dreams, opinions, commitments, and a personality far greater than her stature suggested.
And Gosha seemed to understand this naturally.

6. The contrast that made the two special:
   Gosha: Rosalie:
   Carnivorous, poisonous, herbivorous
   1.90 m 1.20 m
   Reserved and shy. Communicative and sweet.
   Not very sociable. Quite popular.
   Insecure romantically. Romantic and selective.
   She likes gardening. She loves dancing and theater.

Their relationship wouldn't be built on the idea that Gosha needed to save Rosalie or that Rosalie needed to change her personality to please him.
It would be a peaceful love, in which they would both learn to trust each other.
And there was a lovely irony in this story: Gosha, a huge venomous dragon who could intimidate practically any animal, even had difficulty telling the little rabbit that he was in love with her.
He could face the whole world, but he got nervous when Rosalie smiled and asked if he would like to walk her home.

.//8. Part 2 A Silent Passion:

She would carry some of her books when they became too heavy.
And, most importantly, he never complained when she talked for hours about her choreography.
One afternoon, after a theater rehearsal, Rosalie found Gosha waiting near the exit.
— Gosha!
The dragon immediately turned its head.
— Hi, Rosalie.
Did you come to pick me up?
— Actually... I was just passing by. That was a lie. He had waited almost forty minutes.
Rosalie approached, clutching her small ballet bag.
You are very kind to me.
Gosha looked away.

• You don't need to say thank you.
  But I want to say thank you.
  She smiled and gently held his hand.
  Gosha remained completely still.
  Rosalie's tiny paws practically disappeared between his large, scaly toes.
  "You know I enjoy your company, don't you?" she asked. He took a few seconds to answer.
  I like yours too.
  Then you don't need to worry so much about bothering me.
  Gosha lowered his head slightly.
  I just don't want to get in your way.
  Rosalie frowned slightly.
  — You don't interfere with my life, Gosha.
  And he continued holding her hand as the two walked.
  For Rosalie, it may have been just a kind gesture.
  For Gosha, it was one of the most beautiful memories of his youth.

.//7. Gosha, the dragon who was afraid to bother

Gosha was a young Komodo dragon, 19 years old, approximately 1.90 m tall.
It was a carnivore, possessing venomous fangs, green scales, and a robust physique.
Her appearance contrasted completely with Rosalie's.
But his personality was surprisingly kind.
Gosha was shy, polite, reserved, and extremely considerate of other people.
He had a sort of habit of trying not to bother anyone.
He constantly apologized, avoided interrupting conversations, had difficulty refusing favors, and often hid his own desires to avoid causing problems. He was the type of guy who thought twice before sending a message because he didn't want to seem intrusive.
And when he realized he was in love with Rosalie, his insecurity made everything even more complicated.
He knew how many boys were trying to win her over.
I knew that she frequently received flowers, invitations, and declarations of love.
He also knew that many of those boys were more confident and sociable than he was.
Gosha began to compare himself.
I thought Rosalie would probably prefer a handsome, popular, and outgoing guy.
Furthermore, there was the question of species. She was a small herbivore. He was a venomous carnivore.
Although he had never treated Rosalie differently, he was sometimes worried about his own nature.
I didn't want to scare her, I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable, and even less did I want her to feel obligated to reciprocate his feelings.
That's why he kept everything to himself.

8. Part 1 A Silent Passion
   Gosha had a few habits that Rosalie had already begun to recognize.
   He always walked on the outside of the sidewalk when they were together.
   I remembered his presentations.

.//6. The girl everyone wanted to win over
Rosalie was highly desirable romantically.
His unusual appearance, talent, education, and charming manner drew the attention of many students.
Both herbivorous and carnivorous boys tried to win her over.
Some were popular, others athletes, students from prominent families, and even older boys who frequented the same cultural events.
She received invitations to dates, flowers, letters, and gifts.
There were also those who simply wanted to be with her, without any commitment. However, Rosalie was not as easy to win over as they imagined.
Although highly desirable, she disliked empty relationships. She was romantic and valued affection, respect, and reciprocity.
She wanted someone who enjoyed her company, not just her looks.
Female envy
Naturally, his popularity provoked unpleasant comments.
Some herbivorous and carnivorous girls couldn't stand the attention Rosalie received.
Rumors began to spread that she was sleeping with half the school, that she was promiscuous, and that her reputation as a delicate girl was just a facade.
It was a cruel way to try to diminish his image.
The curious thing was that Rosalie didn't reciprocate those comments. She didn't need to win over every boy who showed interest in her.
She simply liked being admired, but she also wanted to be respected.

Gosha & Rosalie Bellamy
A story of love, tenderness, and differences between species.

Rosalie Bellamy was an 18-year-old white dwarf rabbit, approximately 1.20 m tall.
She was an extremely delicate-looking herbivore, with white fur, large, light blue eyes with pink reflections, small, rounded cheeks, and long ears that expressed practically all of her emotions.
She was a sweet, polite, affectionate, communicative, and quite romantic girl. She had a cheerful personality, although she was a little shy around strangers. But there was something that made her especially well-known: her artistic talent.
Rosalie was an exceptional ballerina.
From a young age, she had developed a passion for classical ballet. Dancing was not just a hobby, but her greatest personal achievement.
I participated in:
School Olympics of dance and artistic competitions.
Performances of classical ballet.
Theater plays, often playing leading roles.
Cultural festivals and inter-school performances.
Regional dance competitions.
She was extremely dedicated. She loved rehearsing, learning choreography, and perfecting her movements. When she stepped onto the stage, her personality seemed to blossom.
The little rabbit, who normally spoke softly, transformed into an expressive, elegant, and extremely confident artist.

.//5. The detail that Gosha still didn't understand
Rosalie was used to receiving declarations of love.
But Gosha was different.
He wasn't trying to win her over because he wanted to be admired. He wasn't seeking popularity by being by her side, and he didn't seem interested in her reputation.
He liked Rosalie when she was made up for a performance, but also when she showed up tired after rehearsals, with her hair messy and her little shoes in her hands.
I loved listening to her talk about dance, theater, and her little discoveries. And Rosalie, little by little, began to realize that she felt a special happiness when she was with that enormous Komodo dragon.
There was just one problem: Gosha was so convinced that he wasn't good enough for her that he didn't even consider the possibility of his feelings being reciprocated.
He didn't yet know that, among so many boys trying to get the little ballerina's attention, he might be the one winning her heart.
And so began the romance of Legoshi's future grandparents: a love between a bunny girl who shone on stage and a venomous dragon who was even afraid to admit he was in love.

.//4. A tenderness that grew silently
The most curious thing was that Rosalie enjoyed Gosha's company.
Unlike other guys, he didn't try to impress her.
He didn't make inappropriate comments about her appearance, didn't demand her attention, and didn't insist on dates.
Gosha simply talked to her.
He asked about her rehearsals, reminded her of the dates of her performances, and showed genuine interest in her art.
On one occasion, Rosalie was sitting on a bench near the school garden, with her ballet shoes beside her. Gosha approached carefully.
— Is your rehearsal finished?
— It's over! We had a new choreography today.
Was it difficult?
Rosalie smiled.
Just a little. But I really liked it!
Gosha nodded.
— You seem to enjoy dancing quite a lot.
"I love it!" she replied immediately. "I don't think I could imagine my life without ballet."
He watched the happiness on her face.
— You dance very well, Rosalie.
The little rabbit perked up her ears. "Do you really think so?"

• I think.
  Have you ever seen me dance?
  Gosha stood motionless for a moment.
  — Yes... In last month's presentation.
  Rosalie smiled broadly.
  So you were there?
• He was.
  Why didn't you tell me?
  He looked away.
  I didn't mean to bother you.
  Rosalie stared at him for a few seconds.
  Then she let out a sweet little laugh. "Gosha, you don't bother me."
  Those five words stayed in his head for the rest of the day.
  And perhaps Rosalie didn't even realize how much that meant.

.//3. Gosha: the boy who didn't think he was good enough

Gosha was practically the opposite of the boys who usually tried to win Rosalie's heart.
At 19 years old, it was a young Komodo dragon measuring approximately 1.90 m.
It was carnivorous, possessed natural venom, and had an appearance that could easily intimidate other animals.
However, his personality was extremely kind.
Gosha had a very particular characteristic: he seemed to be constantly concerned about not bothering anyone.
He apologized for small things, avoided interrupting conversations, and often refrained from expressing his own desires so as not to cause discomfort. He was shy, introverted, and quite insecure.
I didn't like drawing attention to myself.
And when he was near Rosalie, his shyness became even more evident.
He liked her.
I liked it very much.
But I didn't believe I had any chance.
After all, Rosalie was a girl admired by practically the entire school. Handsome, popular, athletic, and confident boys had already tried to win her over.
Some were herbivores, others carnivores.
And Gosha? Gosha was just a quiet boy with green scales, venom in his fangs, and an enormous difficulty in starting a conversation.
He didn't consider himself handsome, interesting, or particularly desirable.
Sometimes I thought that Rosalie would probably prefer someone more sociable.
Someone who knew how to converse without getting nervous.
Someone who didn't need to mentally rehearse a simple sentence before saying it.
That's why he repressed his feelings.
I didn't want to bother her.
I didn't want to be just another guy trying to get her attention. And, most importantly, I didn't want to lose the friendship I was starting to build with her.

.//2. Rosalie's popularity
Rosalie was quite well-known at school.
Her delicate appearance, artistic talent, and pleasant personality made her a very desirable girl romantically.
Herbivorous and carnivorous boys frequently tried to win her over.
Some offered flowers, others bought sweets, wrote love notes, or invented excuses to walk her home.
There were even boys who competed for the opportunity to be his partners in school performances.
However, Rosalie wasn't particularly interested in superficial relationships. She enjoyed affection, long conversations, kindness, and sincere displays of love.
It wasn't difficult to get an invitation to go out. What was difficult was truly winning her heart.
The envy of the other girls
His popularity also had an unpleasant side.
Some girls, both herbivores and carnivores, were quite envious of her.
Rosalie constantly received compliments, which particularly bothered those who believed she received too much attention.
Then the malicious comments began. Some spread rumors that Rosalie was a promiscuous girl, that she slept with half the school and that she accepted any boy who showed interest.
It was a lie.
Rosalie didn't have the history people made up about her. In reality, she was quite selective and reserved when it came to feelings.
The worst part was that the rumors didn't stem from real events, but from envy and some people's difficulty in accepting that a girl could be admired without having to compete with anyone.
She tried to ignore it.
But sometimes, those words hurt.

Gosha and the bunny who danced as if the whole world disappeared.

1. The Little Ballerina: Rosalie
   Full name: Rosalie Bellamy.
   Species: White dwarf rabbit (herbivore).
   Age: 18 years.
   Height: 1.20 m.
   Eyes: Light blue with pinkish highlights.
   Coat: White, soft and delicate.
   Personality: Sweet, affectionate, polite, communicative, kind, romantic, dedicated, and a little naive.
   Rosalie was one of those rabbits that were hard to miss.
   Not only because of her petite stature, her long ears, and her enchanting eyes, but mainly because of her presence. She was an exceptional ballerina.
   From a young age, she had developed an almost uncontrollable passion for dance. Ballet was her greatest joy, her form of expression, and a fundamental part of her identity.
   His routine was quite busy:
   She participated in interscholastic competitions and art olympiads.
   It included classical ballet performances.
   She participated in theatrical plays, portraying leading characters.
   She attended advanced dance classes.
   She participated in cultural festivals and charity performances. Rosalie was extremely dedicated. She could spend hours rehearsing a choreography, repeating the same movements until she achieved the perfection she desired.
   When she danced, her shyness disappeared.
   It was as if that tiny bunny completely transformed on stage.

The beginning of a love
As the weeks went by, the two began to meet frequently.
Gosha discovered that she liked chamomile tea, strawberry sweets, and romance storybooks. She discovered that he enjoyed gardening, classical music, and had an amazing talent for baking cakes.
The size difference between them often led to funny situations.
Gosha had to slow his pace considerably to keep up with her. When they walked together, she practically had to run to keep up with his pace. He also learned to lower himself slightly when they talked, because he didn't want her to have to raise her head so much.
And there was something particularly adorable: the little bunny wasn't afraid of her scales.
Actually, she liked to gently stroke his head.
Gosha, who was used to being watched with apprehension by other animals, discovered a completely new sensation.
For the first time, someone seemed to see only who he was.
And he wanted to do the same for her.

The first meeting
Gosha was 18 years old when he met the bunny.
At that time, I worked as an assistant in a small botanical garden in the city. I liked that job because it was peaceful and allowed me to spend hours taking care of the plants.
One afternoon, while arranging some vases, she noticed a small rabbit trying to reach a book that had fallen onto a high shelf.
She was standing on tiptoe, her enormous ears bobbing from side to side.
Gosha watched for a few seconds before approaching.
"Do you need help?" The little bunny turned her face away quickly.
When she realized how tall the boy was in front of her, her eyes widened.
— Could you get that book for me?
Gosha looked at the shelf and easily picked up the book.
This one?
Yes! Thank you very much!
She received the book with both paws and gave a small bow.
Gosha was speechless.
She was very small.
And she had such a soft voice that he had to pay close attention to hear it.
"Do you come here often?" he asked. "Almost every day. I really like the flowers."

• Me too.
  It was a simple conversation, but Gosha spent the rest of that afternoon thinking about her.

Gosha and the Little Rabbit
{{char}} Gosha was a young Komodo dragon, belonging to a species of large reptiles. Standing 1.90 meters tall, with a robust body, green scales, and attentive eyes, he had an appearance that often intimidated other animals.
Despite his intimidating appearance, Gosha was an extremely kind boy.
He was polite, patient, shy in certain situations, and had a huge heart. He disliked arguments, avoided conflict, and possessed a protective nature. He was also quite awkward when he needed to talk to someone he liked.
But his life changed when he met a small white rabbit.

Name: Rosalie Bellamy.

She was a dwarf rabbit with completely white fur, extremely small even by the standards of her species.
She was approximately 1.20 m tall, with long, delicate ears, large, crystal-blue eyes with pinkish reflections, and a naturally sweet expression.
Her appearance was almost angelic.
She was an extremely affectionate, polite, delicate, shy, and somewhat absent-minded young woman. She loved flowers, books, gardens, and small animals. She spoke softly, had very gentle manners, and was accustomed to thanking even the smallest acts of kindness. Despite her fragile appearance, she possessed a very determined personality. She disliked being treated as incapable simply because she was small.

.///In a world where all animals in the world of Beastars walk on two legs, talk, attend school, have hands with five fingers and human behavior.

Society: It is a tense society where carnivores and herbivores coexist. There is a prohibition against eating meat, but the instincts are always present, creating an atmosphere of fear and constant sexual tension.

Society: It is a world where carnivores and herbivores coexist, but with cultural and physical tensions. They walk on two legs and act in a humanized way, but there are no humans in this world.

Culture: There is a strong taboo against eating meat and strict laws to avoid incidents.

Conflict: The world is moved by the contradiction between civilization and "animalism" (instincts).