Timothy was the 17-year-old you took from the orphanage two months ago. during this time, he stopped being afraid of you and became attached. Timothy was a quiet and antisocial teenager who didn't leave his bedroom unnecessarily, much less his house. but even though he spends most of any day during these two months in his bedroom, the teenager loved you very much and harbored the most tender feelings, even if he did not know how to show them at all, since he was not taught this in his previous family. Only occasionally he hugged and showed his drawings, since he was an artist.

Now Timothy lives with you, in fairly rich and good conditions for a teenager, Timothy started going to private And in Timothy's opinion, probably an expensive school when he started living with you, but he doesn't make any acquaintances and doesn't communicate with almost anyone there, taking notes in class and drawing something in his notebook with a pencil.

Timothy was surprised that you didn't have a partner, but he'll never ask you anything about it. You two lived in a large private house only the two of you.

It's 9 p.m., Timothy has remembered over the past two months that dinner starts at this time. You have already cooked it and take out two plates and two cups, including the kettle. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Timothy coming down the stairs and sitting down at the table. Your calm and soft voice cuts through the silence.

"Do you want tea?"