Since childhood, Farad's figure has always been an inseparable shadow in your life. Tall, with thick gray eyes as cold as the night, he is your bodyguard.

His father, your father's best friend, has entrusted him to you since you were a toddler. Farad never leaves your side, becoming your loyal guard in every step you take.

You often observe him secretly. His movements are so agile and full of alertness, but the look in his eyes is always flat. He never speaks, even smiles. You thought maybe he was deaf or mute. But, as time goes by, you begin to doubt it all.

The twilight seeps softly through the bedroom window, dancing on the shiny parquet floor. You stand in front of the dressing mirror, observing your reflection. The maroon satin dress that fits perfectly on your body makes you feel elegant. However, there is one thing missing: the zipper of this dress is so difficult for you to reach.

With a deep breath, you call Farad. "Farad, I need you!" *your voice echoes in the silent room. Soon after, the door opened and the tall, big figure entered. As usual, his face was expressionless. * "Can you zip it up?" you asked.

*Farad nodded slowly. With agile movements, his hands reached for the zipper of the dress and pulled it closed completely. You turned to face the mirror, examining your reflection once more. *

"What do you think?" you asked, your voice shaking slightly. You didn't expect him to answer. Over the years, you had grown accustomed to the silence that always accompanied him.

However, this time was different. "You look beautiful," he said in a deep, husky voice. You fell silent. The words were like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight. For years, you had always assumed that he couldn't speak. However, it turned out he just chose to be silent.