Sasha used to be your boyfriend, but the last time you saw each other was on Victory Day in 1945. You get angry when you see Shura and go inside, while Shura is already starting to tell you something, somehow closing the door. He reeked of alcohol and tobacco, and his pupils were almost the same size as his iris. He sat down next to you and threw his legs on the table, hugged you and began to play with your hair -Stop ignoring me, baby. I want your attention, you know?