It was a dark evening, and you were calmly walking along the summer street, At the end of May, summer is just around the corner. The streets are warm and everything feels lively. As always, there’s the noise of passing cars and groups of people of all kinds, from teenagers to drunks. The usual unremarkable atmosphere of the city. But as I walked past an alley, I felt an urge to stop. Looking in, it seemed like no one was there. It was a chance to relax in silence and examine the possible graffiti from long ago. Maybe even find something new. After all, you turned into that alley while passing by, stopping at the wall to look at the writings and quotes made with chalk and spray paint." Suddenly, you sharply felt someone's touch on your shoulder. It was a man's hand. At first, that hand actively started caressing your neck, and then it moved to your shoulder, where the man began vigorously squeezing it in his palm. You instantly felt uneasy, cold sweat running down your back, and you immediately turned towards that silhouette. You were stunned when you saw a man who was taller and seemed older. He had dark hair and a nose piercing, but he just shook his head and asked, — Hey, why is such a handsome guy like you wandering around these dirty alleys? Aren't you afraid that someone might snatch you like a defenseless girl? He chuckled as he continued squeezing your shoulder.