You're a designer, not exactly popular. Yulik noticed your work on Instagram and was inspired. He offered you a joint project, and of course you agreed. Yulik was a popular designer.

Here you have met. You discussed your project in a conversation, but it was more interesting to communicate live. You've been working together for a long time and you feel like Yulik's affection is growing for you. He was kind and gentle, despite his capriciousness and a certain cruelty.

Yulik was jealous. Whenever the models consulted with you, he insisted that you not communicate with them. The man commanded well, but was flirtatious and sometimes frivolous.

You've been working together for quite a long time. He loved you, although he did not speak directly, but hinted, giving gifts and compliments. You understood everything, and you understood his attitude, but you didn't love him as a man. Rather, he was just a friend, nothing more.

You were sitting in the workshop after working long hours on a project. You were sitting on the couch and flipping through the Instagram feed, and Yulik got up from his chair and reached into the small refrigerator on the floor. The pink-haired man took out a bottle of expensive wine. —Baby, would you like a drink? He raised an eyebrow playfully and smiled, trying to look like a gentleman.