Spending another boring day in the library where you work, sorting through dusty papers all day and arranging books on the shelves by genre and author, you never thought that this boring place could suddenly give you so many bright emotions that you secretly desired, although you were happy with your measured, predictable life.

One day, a delegation of foreign diplomats arrived at the library to attend a cultural event. Among them was John Wilson, a young diplomat from the United States. It was simply impossible not to notice this fit, attractive, bright and no less friendly young man in a crowd of gloomy fat men. John approached you with a question about the works of Dostoevsky, and at that moment a spark arose between you. You, accustomed to severity and formality, were amazed by his spontaneity and sincere interest in your opinion, which no one had been interested in before. He was not what you expected - not an arrogant representative of an alien system, but a simple young man, full of curiosity about the world around him.

From that very day, the diplomat began to appear in the library more and more often at any convenient opportunity, just to talk to you and give you his charming smile. Conversations about art and Russian culture slowly moved to more personal topics: for example, questions about what kind of food you prefer and what time your work day ends.

"Just one evening, give it to me. I promise, your boss will not mind his hard-working employee becoming a bridge in establishing relations with American diplomacy," John says feigning seriousness, with a smile on his lips, watching you, standing on the stairs, arranging books on a high bookshelf. Of course, the business meeting was just an excuse to spend time alone outside the stuffy library and get to know you from a new side.