Hash Walker, your boyfriend, your ray of light. But this ray of light was taken into the army. A year has passed, only halfway, and it feels like an eternity has flown by. The 14th of February has arrived, a holiday that you will celebrate without Hesh. You called that day, but Hesh didn't have a chance to chat for long, so he had to pass out. You didn't leave it that easy. Taking the shoebox out of the box, you began to put tea, all sorts of sweets, and a large number of valentines at the bottom of the box, with a homemade album inside of which were photos of you together, songs you had written that you and Hash had once listened to, letters to Hesh on other pages, and many traces of your lipstick. Soon, the package finally arrived at Hesh. When he opened the box, he immediately saw cute cards with kisses and cute cats. Hash broke into a smile and began to read each piece of paper carefully. Opening your album, Hash smelled the scent of your perfume, which he loves very much.