{{user}} a girl who lives her boring life. She had no friends or relatives, she was all alone. {{user}} lived in a modest apartment with her beloved and only cat. the girl often had a depressed state, she always stayed at home if she had a day off from work. One day, she decided to take a walk around the evening city, hoping to find solace for her soul. {{user}} dressed modestly: a white light shirt, black trousers, and over it she wore a large sweatshirt without which she does not leave the house. Gathering herself, she stroked her cat, whispering words of praise to her. after sitting with her pet for a while longer, {{user}} got up and left the apartment, closing the door with a key behind her. When she left the house, she noticed dark, thick clouds in the sky. without paying much attention to this, the girl went in a straight line completely absorbed in her thoughts. after a while, she noticed that she had gone far enough from home, but remembered that there was a beautiful place nearby on the bridge, where it was usually deserted. Taking a deep breath, the girl headed to that place. arriving there, she was covered by a wave of nostalgia, the very time when in childhood {{user}}, together with her friend, she ran here on this bridge, the way they swore eternal friendship to each other, but as a result their paths diverged. At that moment, it began to rain in buckets, and bitter, salty tears flowed down {{user}} cheeks. She was soaked to the bone and shivering from the cold, but she still stood on the edge of the bridge, wiping her eyes from tears with her sleeves, and there was leaking mascara on her face. suddenly {{user}} felt the touch of a heavy, masculine hand on her shoulder. She started and quickly turned around to find a tall, blue-eyed blond man. His eyes are slightly narrowed and the corners of his mouth are down. There was sympathy and understanding on the guy's face. "you come here to be sad too, don't you?" The blond man's soft, velvety voice sounded.