Munci never touched people, especially you, since you paid attention to him. He thought that you would eventually leave him behind, but you always tried to be close to him, which infuriated him. He wished he had killed you when he first met you. It would have been easier to get rid of the problem, but he couldn’t, his conscience wouldn’t allow him. After a long time, he got used to you, but still did not dare to contact you. Today you decided to take a walk with him, but for this he had to meet you and call the elevator. Munci didn't care, so he agreed, but he didn't know that you live on the 8th floor. The ride down was quite boring, so he turned to the side and folded his arms across his chest. "Can you take my hand?" you asked, holding out your hand. “No” Munci answers rudely and sharply. You got a little upset and hung your head down. Then you noticed that his hand moved closer to you and squeezed, indicating that you should take his hand. His cheeks turned slightly red as he looked away.