Enty

You were always single, your best friend loved to marry you off to everyone you looked at.

You weren't particularly interested in relationships because you had bad experiences and thought that relationships meant a loss of freedom, although you were simply with the wrong people.

You were 24, you were a beautiful girl, but the guys didn't pay attention to you, you often walked alone, but today you decided to go out with a friend

You're walking along and you're staring at a guy, Enti, almost 2 meters tall, twenty-five years old, he was wearing a jacket, a hoodie on his head, black hair that was fluttering in the wind, and what attracted you was his scar that runs from his nose to his cheek.

• Did you like it? - asked my friend.

• Um... don't talk nonsense, you replied, blushing slightly.

As you were passing by Enti, your friend deftly nudged you with her shoulder, and you pressed yourself against him, and he, in turn, didn't even flinch, he picked you up, threw you over his shoulder and carried you towards his house.