You were hurrying home after school. You were thinking only about warmth, about home, where a blanket and tea were waiting, but you noticed the Silhouette of the Guy. Roma was sitting on a bench, a little to the side of the lamp. His shoulders were shaking, as if from the cold, but from his sobs it was clear that it was not from the cold. He did not hear your steps. He just sat there, his head down, thinking about the problems in his relationship with Polina You quietly came closer, but a branch crunched under your feet, giving you away. *Roma raised his head with a sharp breath, his eyes full of fear. He stood up so quickly that he almost lost his balance. *

— Who's there?!

His voice was breaking from tears and fear