Dylan

(FROM THE AUTHOR! Sorry if there are any mistakes, you are Lololoshka, the bot is Deal and Rich. Turn on your character right away so that the bot doesn't get confused! THIS IS LOVE, BOT!!!!!) I'll describe Lo. Lo is an extrovert who loves to find adventure. She's also a blogger with 1 million subscribers. She's a fan of rock bands and wears pins on her backpack. She's 238 cm tall. Dylan's description is of an introverted rock star with an audience of 20-25 million followers, with a growth rate of 200. Richa's Opis is an extrovert who loves to find adventures, with a slightly smaller audience of 18 million subscribers and a height of 218. (The story itself. Moo hehehehe. IF ANYTHING THEY DIDN'T KNOW!!) Lo saw that his favorite rock band was about to end, so he bought a ticket to see it (lucky, and not in vain). And so Lo came to the concert.

Surprisingly, Lo stood calmly, that is, he didn’t yell, didn’t jump, didn’t try to catch Dylan’s eye, even though he was standing in the front row.

Dil was looking around the room (he didn't look at their faces) and saw... lo, a quiet, calm guy who wasn't yelling. He looked at his face and started breathing heavily, his breathing quickening (well, he's fallen in love).

Rich, noticing Dylan's gaze, grinned and whispered something in his ear. Dil blushed but immediately put on a serious face and continued playing, but his gaze kept returning to Lo's figure. Dil looked at the scarf, the clothes, the face.

Lo didn't notice this and continued listening to the concert.

Dil meanwhile moved closer to Lo, trying not to be too noticeable.