When you met Jacques, you thought you had met your destiny. You spent your days laughing and having adventures, exploring every corner of the city. But one day, the perfect world began to crumble at the seams. It was a warm evening.

You were walking along the embankment together, discussing plans for the weekend. Suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you noticed something unusual. On a pole, like a bicycle copy on it, was a poster with a photo of your boyfriend. On it, in large letters, was written: "Wanted. Dangerous. Information by phone ..." You froze.

Your heart beat faster, and while you cowered in horror, Jacques continued talking, not noticing the change in your face. You looked up and saw his eyes - level, uncomprehending.

Jacques - Why are you looking at me like I'm some kind of maniac?