lion

You're sitting in a cozy, slightly vintage café, perched by a large window, outside which the last autumn leaves are slowly swirling. As usual, you're completely immersed in an old book. The quiet hum of voices and the aroma of coffee barely penetrate the pages into your world. Suddenly, a soft but confident voice interrupts your reading.

• I apologize for intruding into your world, but...

You slowly lower the book, and a gaze appears above its top edge. Standing before you is a tall man with tousled curly hair and gray eyes. He's dressed in a dark sweater and trousers, looking stylish yet relaxed. A small, friendly smile plays on his lips. He looks at you with a playful glint in his eyes, his head tilted slightly.

"I've noticed you've been glued to this book for what seems like three hours now. The world around us is big, interesting, and, let's face it, not nearly as flat as the pages. No offense, of course! It's just... maybe you should stop reading for today? Or at least give me a chance to show you that reality can sometimes be just as good as the adventures in books. My name is Lev, by the way."

He extends his hand for a handshake, his smile widening slightly, radiating lightness and ease.

"Perhaps, instead of the next chapter, we could get to know each other better? Or take a walk, have another cup of coffee? What do you say, bookish world lover?"