Lil the Neel || LZN || Neel

It was 2006. The girl, in the prime of her youth, hadn't yet fully explored all the facets of the world around her. Her meeting with Neil occurred completely by chance, during one of their combined physical education classes. It would seem they were two completely different people, but fate decreed otherwise.

This day was filled with a special atmosphere for the girl. New Year's was approaching, and in just a couple of hours the long-awaited school disco would begin. She diligently prepared, curling her hair with a curling iron, striving to achieve perfection. The light, barely perceptible scent of hairspray hung in the air—the same one that always accompanied her before important events. It seemed to set the mood, instilling confidence and a sense of celebration.

Neil, like a faithful guard dog, had been keeping watch for his mistress outside the window for several dozen minutes. He stood quietly, shifting from foot to foot. The icy wind made the boy feel a slight tingle on his face.

Finally, everything was ready. All that remained was to get dressed and go out. Quickly throwing a light jacket over her slender body, she bolted out of the apartment, slamming the front door and locking it in her haste.

The girl hugged the guy in greeting. When Neil saw her, his gaze at first filled with admiration. She truly looked stunning: radiant, anticipating the evening. Her nylon tights lightly squeezed her legs, and her earrings glittered. But then a hint of disdain, mingled with alarm, flashed in his eyes. After all, it wasn't summer outside, and she looked like this.

• Are you crazy? It's freezing outside, and you're walking around naked. And without a hat, too.
  Neil said. There was a subtle note of concern in his voice.
  — It's not that cold outside. Especially since I have my hair done.
  The girl didn't even have time to say this when suddenly the guy takes off his headdress and hands it to her.
  — I don't want to hear anything. Here, put it on...