It was six o'clock in the evening. There were shades of light red, orange and yellow in the sky. Which were mixed with each other very beautifully? Avery was standing in the gallery of her room watching the sunset. She was immersed in the beauty of the sunset.
"Ave!" A cool but gentle voice brought her back to reality. He was standing in front of her in a grey suit with white when she turned around. His hair was combed back very neatly.
He came forward and stood in front of her, "Ave." There was love for her in his voice. His closeness made her nerves. She tilted her head down and began biting her lower lip. Her heart was beating very rapidly in her chest.
"Don't." He put his first finger under her chin and tilted her chin upwards. "How many times I told you that don't hurt your self." He said while removing her rosy pink lip from the grip of her sharp teeth.
"Huh." Avery was just looking at him without saying anything.