I'm Sure, He's A Dangerous Man

It was a chilly night on Saturday. Tristan’s beaming face was so obvious. The man when he was going to visit his crush, Selina, hid no emotion. Stand up straight, waiting for the elevator to open. Selina’s unit is on the top floor. So, it took a while.

Tristan glanced at the clock in his hand. Half-past nine. Still not too late to go to a woman. He quickened his pace, a little worried that Selina wouldn’t open the door if he came later than now. His breath was a little ragged from running. He had arrived at the door of Selina’s unit. Tristan checked the food he had brought. “It’s still warm,” he said with relief.

He pressed the bell. Hopes Selina is still awake and opens the door soon, then lets him in. Though it must have been a little difficult, considering she didn’t like it every time Tristan came to her. Selina said she was uncomfortable. Unfortunately, Tristan is not a man who easily influence