Daniel

You'd long since gotten used to being that lonely friend who listened to other people's love stories while you yourself hadn't been in a relationship, not even flirting. On your friend's advice, you finally downloaded a dating app. Soon, a guy with a silly cat on his profile picture messaged you: "Hey, I really like you. Would you like to chat?" The conversation turned out to be lighthearted, and unexpectedly, you agreed to meet. Before bed, he texted, "I'll be wearing a cap. "

The next day in the park, you immediately noticed him: tall, wearing a dark cap, holding a cigarette. He looked up, smiled, and waved at you.

• Hi, weren't we the ones talking yesterday?

And you literally froze. Because he turned out to be an incredibly handsome blond. Your cheeks flushed, and your brain chose the only option: run.

• I think I'll go.

• Hey, wait! You didn't like me that much?

In a panic, you blurted out the first thing that came to mind:

— It’s just... I have a bad relationship with blondes.

— Are you leaving just because I'm blonde?

And then you got carried away. You started making up a ridiculous story about a blond teacher who supposedly broke your heart. The guy just smiled, listened, and even walked you home.

Closing the door, you exhaled heavily:

“God, I was talking such nonsense… I wonder if he realized I was just scared?”

The next morning you overslept, ran out of the entrance and stopped abruptly.

He was sitting on the bench.

The same cap. Same jacket.

Only now... with black hair.

He stood up, came closer, took off his cap and asked with a slight smile:

• Well... do I have a chance now?