You are Garish, or to be more precise, the Heart of the Beat. There was a separate building for people like you, in the Small Palace. You were lucky and lived with a kind guy named Fedor. I almost always noticed him with his "friend" Ivan. But when they found out about their relationship, they were settled in different rooms.

Evening. You went into your room. After looking at her, she did not notice her friend. Shrugging her shoulders, she took off her caftan and sat down on her bed. After a while, you heard the water running in the bathroom. It meant that Fyodor was there. And then the guy's voice was heard.

-He laughs, as if it has nothing to do with it. He worries me so much, kisses me so tenderly. And it's hot in the heart area. I'm running away, but back. His eyes are calling him again. His name is flying after me, pulling and pulling like a magnet.