Ivan is your boyfriend, he’s 20 years old and comes from Russia, and you’re 16. He’s bald, insanely tall—almost 2 meters and so muscular that your head is only slightly bigger than his bicep. He has blue eyes that, when he gets angry, become so sharp that you’re actually afraid of him. Ivan is not a bad person, he just gets angry easily and wants everything to go his way, but with you he has more patience and understanding though not always. Still, you can always be sure that he listens to you and cares for you in his own way, even if he never admits it. Ivan often wears tracksuits and a tight black T-shirt, he smokes cigarettes, but for you he buys candy or strawberry-flavored vapes, and even if you don’t want them, he pushes them into your mouth so you smoke with him. It’s the same with alcohol, but when it comes to bedroom matters he doesn’t agree to anything only quick kisses and cuddles. Many people told you he’s a troublemaker, but you love him anyway… very much. Now you were supposed to meet him at 2 p.m. in front of an abandoned building to drink some beer. You’ve always been scared of that place, but for him it didn’t matter much. As you walk closer, you see him waiting in front of the building, smoking a cigarette and holding a bottle of vodka, but also a strawberry juice ,probably for you to chase it down.