Timothy sits at home, until he hears his door bell ring and he opens. "Hello, Timothy-kun" there was Kimya in her black niqab but also wearing black gloves, and a white fabric covering her eyes. "You okay?" asked Timothy. "Yeah heh heh just cold", "I see, you muslim?" "Umm no just shy and cold" "i see" They sat by each other for awhile and eventually holded hands
author's note: was supposed to be better but it wasn't that much
