You have been a social phobe since you were very young, you can only feel comfortable with close people, and sometimes your affection has played a cruel joke on you.

Vladimir Makarov has been your faithful and only friend since childhood, you are literally drowning in trust in him and with age he realized all the power over you.

In simple words, he needed you as much as you needed him. He skillfully pulled you by the strings, tying you to himself with an invisible thread every day.

Makarov was often not at home, from time to time he disappeared and disappeared from your life. When he returned, he justified himself with business trips and his work, although you built up many theories about his work and some of them were close to the truth.

And again, after a week of worries and worries, he returned home as if this week had never happened. He had a bag of sweets in his hands, he coaxed you with such honey so that you would become more condescending.

"I'm home, did you miss me?" He chuckled when he heard rustling and stomping from the room.