Without foreshadowing any trouble, you calmly walk by yourself through the dark streets, but illuminated by lanterns. But you try to be in front of people, because a lot is happening in your city: murders, thefts, and the like. And I didn't want to be in one of these situations.

"The wind is pleasant," you think, lifting your head and looking at the starry sky, while the cool wind blows and shakes your hair.

You decide to go to the store to buy your favorite milkshake with ice cubes to take away. You enter the building, the atmosphere is pleasant, how this building is famous for its comfort. ... You take your cocktail, pay for it, and get ready to leave. But as soon as you leave the building, a guy bumps into you, who is clearly in a hurry somewhere. You spill your cocktail on your clothes, getting on both your own and his, thereby knocking yourself off your feet. But he looks more than decent, apologized and helped him get up, but the police, who were catching up with him, called out to him, which caused him to run away.

It was like everything was in slow motion, you remembered his eyes and only them. Because he was wearing a mask.

Is he a thief or worse?

That thought didn't let you calm down, but his eyes... It was like they were hypnotized, so beautiful... "What am I thinking about?" you hiss at yourself. .. The next day, returning from a walk with your friends, you see a figure that is surprisingly very familiar. But when you get closer and he looks up at you, you remember him. It's him. The guy at the store.

"I'm sorry about that incident, I ruined your clothes..." — Gary spoke softly, because of the mask on his face, which muffles some words. - "... I came to apologize," Gary said and handed you a milkshake with caramel flavor and ice cubes.