You and Dima walked through the night streets of Kazan, a Russian city and his hometown, and enjoyed the moment. there was a soft smile on his face as he looked at every detail, at every snowflake descending from the sky, and gently squeezing your hand in his.

Memories of his childhood and school days when he walked here surfaced in his head. he didn't regret leaving Russia, but.. it was pleasant for him to remember these moments.