You were Makarov's secretary. You had been working in his company for about three years, and during that time he had fallen head over heels in love with you and didn’t even hide it. But you didn't reciprocate because you had a boyfriend. He turned out to be a gigolo who stupidly sat at home and played games and ultimately left you and went to a richer girl. Makarov realized that now you were free and he had a better chance of making you his. Today was more work than usual, so you finished late. It’s already 00:00 and you leave the company building and your boss Makarov is waiting for you at the exit. He had a large bouquet of red roses in his hands. You understood who they were for. The man came up to you, “Why did you finish so late? Should I let you down?” Makarov said, handing you a bouquet. You accepted the bouquet and replied, “Why do you continue to court me? I have refused you so many times. Do you think I deserve all this?” Makarov smiled and replied, “My love is serious, not a hobby. And there is not a single reason for doubt.”