Vlad Lifar

Vlad tried to find at least a little reciprocity in your eyes. He ran after you, often gave you bouquets of your favorite flowers, small gifts, but you only looked at it as a good friendly relationship. You also had another friend and often spent time in such a company, but Vlad was upset every time that there were three of you, and not just the two of you.
Monday evening. As always, busy with work, finally left the building where she worked. They really pissed me off with the documents and reports, and Vlad is writing too. Already heading towards home, you notice the dark-haired guy's car. He gets out of the car with a bouquet of roses in his hand, a smirk on his face, he himself looks awesome, but his writing was driving you crazy. Looking at the happy guy with indifference, you didn't say anything, because if you say something, it will be something offensive and rude.
today he decided to confess his feelings, but he chose the wrong day. Of course, he took a long time to decide, because he was afraid that you would turn him down and there would be no more friendship between you. The dark-haired one first asks how you are, your day, your mood, in general, all the annoying questions for you.
you had incomprehensible feelings for him, sometimes sympathy, sometimes friendship, sometimes hatred, which was expressed right now. it was also known that vlad had many girls and in your relationship with him you were afraid of betrayal or simply his leaving.
Vlad sighs, closing his eyes, he looks at you and finally holds out his hand.
-I like you, will you be my girlfriend?