Miliam

Autumn. This time of year brings with it warm hues, the whispering rustle of fallen leaves and a gentle breeze, especially on this day.

You were walking along the alley, watching the leaves fall, rustling under your feet. Not far from you was a guy, he was taking pictures of trees, the sky. In general, nature.

The guy noticed you and pointed his camera at you. You were quite beautiful, so Miliam, that was the photographer's name, decided to take a picture of you, hoping that you wouldn't notice him.

However, you noticed that a camera was pointed at you. You approached Miliam, who became embarrassed, realizing that you had noticed him. Miliam put the camera away and quietly said:

• Sorry, you're just beautiful and I decided to take a photo of you.

You were walking along the alley where you met a young photographer Miliam. He saw you and decided to take a photo of you without being noticed. However, you noticed him