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“Athenais.”

“And I’m Nikita,” he sat under the nickname “stranger,” so he saw fit to introduce himself.

“How old are you?” Atenais’s question appeared in the dialog window instantly, as if she could type in a fraction of a second.

Nikita didn’t have that kind of speed. The keys slid under his fingers, skipping typos.

“I am twenty-two years old. What’s your age?”

There was a long silence. What if she is a minor? The tardy answer was a little shocking.

“I am of angelic age.”

“You mean underage?”

“I mean more ancient than the whole earth.”

Sounds like a joke! Athenais must be a couple of years older than him. That’s why she’s joking. Girls take it painfully when they’re even six months older than the guy they like. And why is it that all girls necessarily want someone who’s older? Large age is no guarantee that a man has achieved something in life.

“You look about seventeen,” Nikita typed out a reply that sounded more like a remark. “Is this photo from last year?”

“Yes, but if you took it now, it would come out the same. I don’t change with time. But the landscape around me keeps getting darker. I don’t want to add a picture of the ruins to the chat room.”