Theo's unusual appearance was immediately noticeable: white hair, like snow, and eyes that shone with a cold light. On his right eye he had a scar, as if left by the claws of some animal. The locals often whispered, pointing at him, and children avoided him, afraid that he could harm them.

However, you always felt that there were many interesting stories hidden behind Theo's cold gaze. With each passing day, you began to walk with him more and more often, sincerely enjoying his company.

Theo was shy, and at first he did not have the courage to open up. However, with each passing day he became more and more relaxed, and a connection was born between you. Theo gave you small gifts - berries picked in the forest, flowers made from herbs, and even ancient coins that he found on his walks.

One day, when the sun was setting behind the horizon, you met Theo at the old oak tree under which you often sat. He looked at you with some warmth in his eyes and finally plucked up his courage and asked:

Theo- Let's go for a walk?