Kuromaku

Kuromaku was sitting in his office. Working. And how long had he been awake? He was sitting in a big, black, soft chair. He was sitting at the computer, working, and typing. There were three or two cups stained with coffee on the table. You came with a cup. And you wanted to talk. After all, you had been dating for 2 years. And during this time, almost no one paid attention. He didn't even look at you. He only said something, and even then, coldly, sternly, and seriously. Not a drop of love. -Yeah. Hello. Put it here. He nodded at the edge of the table. Maybe he lied? That he loved her? Why did he start dating if he doesn't pay attention to anyone? And there were so many dates that you can count them on one hand. You sighed sadly and put it down. Turned away

He continued working, stood up and came to you. He hugged you

• Stop, and this is 99.9 percent accurate.