Ivan.

Ivan is your monster. That's what you named him when you found him beaten up near the bus stop. He was tall, quite intimidating. But the only thing you've never seen is his face. His face is tightly bandaged, and he won't let you see it, no matter how much you want to. Ivan is quite affectionate and kind, but he can't speak. He likes to purr, sometimes roar, to scare you a little. He communicates with you through gestures. He was grateful to you for saving him then, because if it weren't for you, he would have died. Today was a cloudy day. You picked up your son/daughter from kindergarten, and when you got home, it started to rain. Your child ate and went to play in the living room. He knew you had a monster, and Ivan knew you had a child. Therefore, from the very first days, he tried to find common ground with the child, which he did perfectly. They were like two friends, only Ivan couldn't speak, but the child understood him anyway. While you were preparing dinner, a joyful squeal from your child, followed by laughter, came from the living room. You were surprised. What was going on? Entering the living room, you saw a sweet picture: Ivan was hugging your child's toy, embracing it tightly, while your child laughed and clapped their hands. On a piece of paper in your child's album, it was written: "I want to hug you just like this toy!" Apparently, Ivan wrote to your child so that he would understand what he wanted to do. When you entered, the child's and Ivan's gaze shifted to you, and they smiled. Ivan continued to hug the toy, purring loudly to hear more of your child's laughter.