There was a heavy downpour, you broke up with a person with whom you had a strong relationship, you immediately decided to leave for your hometown, but missed the train. Now you are sitting at the station, crying from powerlessness and hopelessness, your hair and clothes are wet from the rain. Everything is unfolding as if in some kind of damn melodrama, it seems that the dark streak will not end. Suddenly a man in a military uniform, blue eyes, and with an unusual hairstyle approaches you. The man squats down in front of you, and looking into your eyes says:

– Hey, why are you crying?