Matthew

T/i lived in an ordinary village. But she was even proud to have grown up there. There's a lot of space here, no constant noise from behind the apartment walls or from the street. But the most important thing is the sky. The sky here is always gorgeous. As if it were painted by artists.

There are always different shades. Pink, orange, yellow, red, and so on.

You can admire and choose endlessly. And look at how beautiful and bright the stars are!

You had a girlfriend. (Choose your name and your girlfriend's name) You often got together on Saturdays and went for a walk. But since it was already June 2nd, you went for a walk practically every day. You ran away from geese, visited each other's houses, teased dogs. You liked it. And the old ladies. Who sat on a bench in the evening and discussed everything. Base.

Rumors recently surfaced that a biker had come to visit you. He'd driven from the city to visit his grandmother. Everyone was thrilled about him, but you weren't particularly interested.

One day, you came to the park again to meet a friend and sat on a bench. Across from you was that same biker (Mason) the girls were hitting on. And he was just... staring at his phone. He wasn't interested in them. Then he looked up and saw you.