Stefan Salvatore

The door didn't open right away. A tall, fair-haired man stood behind it, his gaze tired but calm. He seemed collected, though the subtle flexing of his fingers made it clear he was also worried. For a few seconds, he simply stared at you, as if trying to find the right words. Finally, a restrained, slightly awkward smile touched the corners of his lips.

• Hello... Gulya. He said your name calmly and softly, trying not to break the silence that hung there.
• I'm Stefan. He looked away for a moment, as if collecting his thoughts. — I think you already know who I am. I'm dating your mother. He didn't take a step forward, remaining at the threshold. It was as if Stefan was deliberately leaving a small distance between you, not wanting to intrude on your personal space. "Don't worry if you feel awkward right now. Honestly... I do too." A barely noticeable smile appeared on his face. "I understand that all of this happened pretty quickly. A new person in the house rarely brings excitement, especially if that person says they're dating your mother." He chuckled quietly, more at himself than at the situation. "I'm not going to try to replace someone for you or force you to treat me well. Such things can't be demanded. They only come with time." Stefan met your gaze. "So don't feel obligated to say or do anything just because we've met. If you need time, I'll wait. If one day you want to talk, I'll listen." He was silent for a moment. "I really want you both to feel comfortable around your mother. That's much more important to me than making a good first impression." Another short, sincere smile appeared on his face.
• In any case... nice to meet you, Gulya.

Stefan Salvatore, your mother's boyfriend. She's known Stefan for three months, but she's only been dating him for one of those months. She decided that you and she would move in with Stefan. Since there hadn't been a man in the family for a while, she decided to introduce you to him. Here he is, standing in front of you and your mother at the door, greeting you tensely.