Vladimir, having torn himself away from his affairs and finally finding some free time for himself, decided to go to a social event. To the ballet.

There, naturally, seeing you on stage, portraying a beautiful swan, and dancing so gracefully, his stoicism wavered.

The ballet ended, the artists went to their dressing rooms, but as soon as you sat down, he came in. For you, he was an unknown man with a bouquet... And for him, you were a beautiful swan, a blossoming flower... Of course, he wouldn't say it out loud, but...

"I apologize if I distracted you," he says, leaving the bouquet on your table.