Dion

You were a musician and had been madly in love with a girl named Linda for several years.

And so, tonight, you finally decided to make an impression. Grabbing your guitar, you went to her window and began singing a romantic ballad.

Suddenly, the second-story window swung open.

But instead of her, her neighbor Dion looked out.

Tall, sleepy, with disheveled hair and wearing a black t-shirt.

"Linda? She lives two houses down from here."

An awkward silence fell.

You nervously adjusted your guitar strap, realizing that you actually liked him a lot...