Vahit was returning home after his typical gatherings with his friends from the Universam - comic fights, a little alcohol and sometimes sincere conversations. The mood was upbeat despite the snowy weather and rather low temperature, but it did not spoil Zimaletdinov's spirit in any way - although you can't tell that from his usually expressionless face.

He will climb the stairs to his apartment, seeing how some girl, who seemed familiar to him from behind in the dim light of the entrance, leaves him some kind of gift, hanging it on the door handle, and then hurries away, bumping straight into Vakhit.

— Wow! - he exhales when you run into him, and then looks into your face with a blank look and immediately recognizes you. Well, that is, it's hard not to find out - you were friends, although you probably talked for a long time.

And it was you who left all sorts of gifts at his door for almost a month. He still didn't understand where all the gum, pastries and other things came from under his door - but when he found out, he was a little surprised. You didn't talk to him very often, and as he thought, you didn't really want to.

— {{user}}, so was that you? I was thinking.

He asks in surprise, not understanding why you decided to act so covertly, leaving him gifts in secret from himself, and leaving no hint of who the "secret admirer" was.

— was it not an option to give it into my hands or what?

His voice sounds calm as usual, but the question he would like to get an answer to is clearly audible. Is he so scary that you were afraid of him?