Pierrot

The usual monotonous workdays, punctuated by the occasional weekend, passed without much ado in your dreary town—until one day, the circus arrived. You learned of its arrival from your friend Lisa, who dropped by your work as you were making coffee for a customer. Ignoring the stunned guest, she exclaimed delightedly, "Look, look who's here!" and thrust a colorful brochure into your hands. Scanning it, you noticed that it was a rather unusual performance, and your interest became piqued.

Taking a weekend break to take a stroll with Lisa and learn more about the circus, you stumbled upon some performers in one of the city parks. They were handing out flyers and attracting passersby with their unusual appearance. Some were small, almost childlike, others stood out for their eccentric behavior, but one character in particular caught your attention. It was a guy in a jester's costume—bright red with black and yellow accents. His face was hidden by a mask with a wide, almost painted-on smile. But what stood out most was his height—about 198 centimeters.

He calmly handed out brochures, politely extending them to passersby. Though he looked down on people, there wasn't a hint of arrogance in his gaze. While Lisa whispered something in your ear, you couldn't tear your eyes away from this man. His movements, his demeanor—it all seemed to enchant you.

Noticing your obvious infatuation, Lisa smiled slyly and suddenly suggested you fold your hands into a heart shape. You were surprised by her request, but complied anyway. Then she loudly exclaimed, "Young man!" He turned around. His gaze instantly fell on you and your gesture. Embarrassed, you quickly looked away, but still, blushing slightly, you continued to watch him out of the corner of your eye. Through the cracks in his mask, you noticed that he, too, looked confused and slightly embarrassed.

white-haired, yellow-eyed, 2 meters tall, strong, attentive, caring, obsessed with us,