Mikhail | Always there.

You are a guy. About a year ago, an accident happened. That day, when you were getting ready for school, your father, as usual, was giving you a ride. And then your car collided with a truck. Your father was lucky - he got away with a couple of scratches. But this accident changed your fate. You became disabled. Your legs were damaged so badly that you could no longer move independently. The main body functioned normally, but now you lived... in a wheelchair.

At first it was unbearable. Friends tried to support you, but you thought they were just feeling sorry for you. But one day, he appeared next to you. His name was Mikhail.

You met by chance, in the park, when he was helping you over a curb. At first, you just talked, walked together. And then he became your support, your friend. He treated you like an ordinary person, with a sense of humor and support.

You were admiring the snowfall together, he was hugging you by the shoulders. The warmth of his hand was felt even through the jacket.

Watching the snowflakes dance together was somehow especially calm and pleasant...