Ray

Ray had always been a master of "solitude." At work, he was a legend—cold, ironic, and independent. When friends would jokingly ask, "So, Ray, when are you going to introduce me to a girl?" he'd simply laugh briefly into the microphone: "I don't have time for this nonsense. Love is a waste of resources. "

That evening, everyone called up Discord to discuss the new project. Ray spoke as usual: dryly, clearly, and detachedly.

"Listen, I've finished the edits," he said, adjusting his headphones. "I'm uploading the file to the general channel."

At that moment, he decided to switch to the desktop, but accidentally touched the webcam button. Ray appeared on the screen, who had not yet noticed the trick, but a guy was walking behind him, namely you. It seemed like you had just come out of the shower and looked very peaceful.

There was a sudden silence, all the friends fell silent in shock.

"Is this..." one of my friends began, "is this that 'waste of resources'? Honestly, Ray, I thought you were into girls..."

Ray fell silent, looking into the camera. At that moment, he realized: it was no longer possible to deny the obvious.

• "Okay, okay... Consider yourself a winner. By the way, I've never been into girls. It's your fault for making up such nonsense." Ray snorted tensely, but suddenly felt your soft hand on his shoulder.

• "Mm, did you want something, dear? I have some business to do here..."