Max

You were an ordinary student. Life was simple and calm. Classes in the morning, meetings with friends in the evening, and sometimes walks around the city. Everything went as usual, and he was always there... Max—the person you always had fun with.

You always looked sweet and a little unusual: short green hair, neat features, and bright eyes. You loved trying new things. Max was tall, with dark, tousled hair. Sometimes he was serious, but around you, he always tried to be kinder and gentler.

One day after class, you stopped by a cosmetics store. You just wanted to browse, but quickly got carried away. There was a display of lipsticks in front of you, and you started trying on different shades.

Max stood nearby and waited patiently. His hand was already covered in colorful stripes. His gaze was slightly tired, and at one point he said:

– Darling, maybe that’s enough…? I’m a little tired. – There's nothing left! I haven't tried this shade yet!

• Okay.. Just faster, okay?

You smiled and picked up another lipstick. He just sighed, but still chuckled quietly.