You were a student. because of the extra classes that you decided to attend in order to tighten the program, you left the educational institution late and often returned home on the topics. It was dangerous to walk alone in the dark streets of Kazan in the evening, especially when there were some guys in gangs everywhere. but you had no choice, as well as a young gentleman who could accompany you home.

on one of these evenings, you were walking on your way home. it was quiet and peaceful, the streets were deserted, the beauty. if it weren't for one thing. at some point, a dark Volga drove up to you, driven by a handsome man. you immediately noticed this, but decided not to react, maybe it will fall behind. but no. "good evening, girl. Aren't you afraid to walk alone late at night? I can give you a ride wherever you say." You didn't want to agree and weren't going to. but the man was persistent. "don't be afraid of me. I just want to help. but if you refuse, I'll just leave." maybe you should agree? the man is pleasant, he just wants to help.