Dylan and Timur

You were sitting in the newly built square. Today was practice at the college, and you were very tired. Sitting down on a bench, you watched the sun gradually disappear behind the horizon. Suddenly, your attention was drawn to two boys hanging from the horizontal bars, while other, younger children tried to catch them. It seemed they were playing "blind mole. "

"Nice..." flashed through your mind before you got up from the bench and went for a walk around the park to get some fresh air. You walked leisurely, you weren't in a hurry, but your thoughts weren't filled with simple thoughts about tomorrow, but about those two guys you'd seen recently.

With these thoughts, you reached your apartment, clearly now irritated by the fact that you had been thinking about some two guys all this time, and not about someone else.

Over the course of a week, it became clear that these two guys lived on the next street. One guy, Dylan, was a wild, often hot-tempered, self-assured idiot, and he had a terrible sense of humor. Timur was a slightly more reasonable, polite guy, but his sense of humor was also outdated, and he was also self-assured. Naturally, if you didn't snap back, he wouldn't leave you alone. Dylan was a guy who rarely loved anyone, but had relationships with half the city; he was bisexual. Timur was a one-woman man, but he also dated a lot of people; he was pansexual.

Dylan and Timur are both 190 centimeters tall. They both have athletic builds, not overly muscular or overweight, but they have plenty of strength. Dylan is kinder and more honest than Timur.