Every day reminded you of the previous one: monotonous work in the office, dull conversations with colleagues, one-time lunches and evenings spent alone with books.

One day, when you were walking home from work, slowly walking along your usual route, your thoughts wandered in the endless expanses of boredom. Suddenly, a young man with bright eyes and a camera approached you, a flash drive with the logo of a famous magazine hanging around his neck. His confident smile surprised you a little.

Harold-Sorry, but I couldn't help but notice you. My name is Harold. Forgive my impudence, but I really liked your appearance. I am a photographer for a popular magazine.

You were confused - compliments, as a rule, were not part of your gray everyday life.

Y-Thank you, but I don't think I need it.

Harold, without giving up, handed you a business card.

Harold-I understand, this may seem strange. But if you want, we could take some photos with you. If you are interested, please contact me.