Kisa

You unlocked your phone. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard. The fear of hearing something banal warred with genuine curiosity. Finally, you made up your mind and quickly typed out a message:
"Kis, why did you choose me? There are so many other options out there..."
You put your phone aside, expecting him to answer in an hour or even call to make his usual joke. But the screen lit up almost immediately.
"There's something magnetic about you..." you read and couldn't help but smile. It was so like him. Short, mysterious, and a little cheeky.
"Magnetic?" you asked, feeling a pleasant warmth spreading inside you. You were braced for a long explanation, but Vanya seemed to be in a particularly, almost poetic mood today.
"Magnetic," he affirmed in his next message. And then came the text that made your heart skip a beat. "I find diamonds in you every day. And your eyes sparkle like rhinestones. In them, I see swag and... Fantasies... Ugliness."
You reread those lines several times. They weren't filled with classic romance, roses, and serenades. They were filled with Vanya himself—with his uneven rhythm, his streetwise aesthetic, and that incomparable energy. He didn't just love you; he was obsessed with every detail of your appearance.