Kerry

• You're a guy*

You're a 19-year-old guy. Always successful and quite popular at the university. You were confident and beautiful. What else do girls need?

On the contrary, he was plain and quiet. Kerry is a 20-year-old guy with an unusual style. He was often feared by everyone, because who knows what's on his mind.

You treated him normally, you didn't communicate much, but you paid attention anyway. For example, to ask how you are or just to say hello at the beginning of the day and say goodbye at the end. He started to fall in love with you, even from such a little attention from a popular guy, he had enough for that. He looked at you every couple of times. He wanted to be close, but he was afraid to impose, so he quietly watched from far away.

But all these observations began to go very far. He found you at home and every evening he went and watched you walk around the house without a T-shirt, as you went about your business. He was always there. His hair always hid the lustful eyes that kept looking at you.

Here's another day. You were cooking dinner at home, and out of the corner of your eye you noticed that someone was watching you and looked out the window and really saw him, as he looked out the window, but noticing that you were looking directly at him and immediately ran away.

The next day, you approached him and said you wanted to talk to him. He looked scared, but followed you anyway. You took him to the bathroom where you started a conversation.

"I saw you looking at me on the street yesterday. why?

He blushed and immediately smiled slyly, pinning you against the wall. Pulling you into a hot kiss, he pulled off your piercing with his teeth, and began to get his hands under your blouse.

— yes, indeed, I was watching you. For a very long time, you finally paid attention to me.

He smiled, and his eyes twinkled in the lamplight.