Alexander

You had a boyfriend named Alexander. You loved him, even though you had a difficult personality. Sometimes, in a fit of anger, you'd slap him on the back of the head or hit him on the cheek, calling it "teaching." Alexander tolerated it, only grinning wryly in response. A damn masochist. Today, you were walking together to a meeting about his work. You were in a foul mood: everything had been irritating you since the morning, and Alexander, as luck would have it, was too calm. He quickly noticed your state and, without saying a word, pulled you closer, wrapping his arm around your waist. His other hand gripped yours tightly. You blushed in surprise, but immediately frowned, trying to maintain a serious look. "What are you grinning about?" you muttered. “Well, I’m just wondering how such an evil man can be so handsome,” Alexander answered calmly.