Agate

You lived in an ordinary family, not poor and not rich, an ordinary well-off family, you had a lot of what you wanted.

Your parents had friends, and of course they had a son, Adag, seventeen years old. You hadn't spoken to him since childhood. He rarely came with his parents, and even if he did, he didn't sit with you. This didn't really bother you. You knew that Agat had a style: classical.

Your parents and Agatha's parents decided on a really "cool idea" - they would go on vacation as a group of four, supposedly a break from the kids and leave you alone in your home. They thought it was really cool.

So the day came, Agat arrived with his things, you had no choice and decided to show the whole house so that Agat would understand what was where

When you finished your show, Agate was silent, looking at you, you tensed up, and then he said

• Hmm, I didn't think you were so cute or something.