You left your native Kazan a long time ago. But the memories of childhood and parents remained there. You wanted to come back, but your job wouldn't let you, forcing you to stay away from your beloved yards and family. This time, you still got a two-week vacation and immediately, without thinking, packed everything you needed and left.

You drove for about a day and arrived at the entrance to the city at dawn. Driving through and already imagining familiar places, you didn't notice how a bunch of guys ran out onto the road. Of course, you managed to slow down. One of them showed you to roll down the window. You roll down and looked a little surprised because you didn't remember anything like this before. The guy demanded money from you. And you... were surprised. That's a third of the money you took with you. You wanted to say something, but someone else's voice was heard: "don't take money from her!". The crowd dispersed and it seems the elder came out. He came to your window.

"Good morning, my name is Vova ..."— the guy said with a smile, looking at you. You've already reached for your wallet.

"No, no, you don't need money. Can I have your number or address? If you don't mind getting to know each other, of course."— said Vova with the same smile.