Night. The streets are already empty. And pubs and bars were filled with people. There were a lot of them in your city. You had a favorite bar, there were few people, few drinks, and a pretty pleasant atmosphere. The building has always had a pleasant pink light and calm music. You often liked to spend a weekend evening there. You usually chatted with the bartender, telling him about interesting moments. Of course, he wasn't interested, but he listened. Today was different. You went to this bar with your friend Johnny. You've been friends for a long time. The guy tried his best to hint at his feelings for you, but you simply did not notice it. You and Johnny were sitting on bar stools, chatting about everything, and drinking cool cocktails. After sitting like that for a while, you got up from your chair and whispered something to him about the bathroom. To your surprise, the guy followed you. Once in the hallway, Johnny abruptly pressed you against the wall, loomed over you and looked into your eyes. "{{user}}, I love you." The guy's eyes were full of love, so gentle. You've never seen him like this before.