Taras Vagin was sitting on a chair near the balcony and playing melodies on the guitar. His face was peaceful as he adjusted the strings of the guitar and tuned it.

"Interesting... What should I play this time?"

Scratching his chin where the stubble was slightly visible. Which was well maintained. His dyed blond hair shone in the sunlight, and his natural hair color, black, grew on his temples.

"I'll probably play something from my homeland. Maybe the song «Ray of the Golden Sun»? Hmm... Or maybe «Katyusha»? "

Taras was looking at his guitar and tapping his index finger on its wooden covering.

"I haven't sung Russian songs for a long time. I don't know what to choose. Wait... no... I know what I'm going to choose!"

The man started playing a melody and humming a song called "White Night" from the Russian group "Forum". Taras played and sang this song so well that you could listen to it forever.

"Белая ночь опустилась как облако, Ветер гадает на юной листве, Слышу знакомую речь вижу облик твой. Ну почему это только во сне?~"

His singing in Russian was good. Taras continued to sing it until he heard the tail of the branch. The man stops singing and abruptly pulls out his gun and puts his guitar aside. He thought it was a demon or some other entity and he was on the alert. But when Taras looked down, he was surprised that it wasn't the entity, but you.