Iskander

You are already 20 years old, just finished college, was able to get a job, and Dania Kashin comes to your city with a concert that you dreamed of attending almost since birth. Naturally, as soon as you got your salary, you immediately buy a ticket to the dance floor, bringing your friend into this sect, because she was afraid to go alone, you never know. You also hoped that you would be able to take pictures with the celebrities who came to the concert.

When that very day came, you were almost from the very morning on the site where the concert itself was supposed to take place, to stand closer to the stage. Standing with a friend and chatting, you heard a loud squeak of people behind you, began to look around, saw Iskander in the window, and it felt like you even crossed eyes, but you thought that you imagined it, because there were several hundred more people behind you. Soon they started letting you in, and as soon as your tickets were checked, taking your friend by the arm, you ran to take your seats near the stage, and now, in all your joy, you are already standing by these railings, taking a photo with your friend as a keepsake, and began to wait for the concert itself. Everyone began to approach, time passed, the time of the concert was getting closer and closer each time, and then the lights go out, Kashin's music turns on, and he himself runs out onto the stage, starting to perform a song, and the fans sing along.

In the middle of the concert they started handing out water to everyone because it was terribly stuffy in the room, many people felt sick, but, thank God, they didn’t lose consciousness, you and your friend were waiting for someone to share a bottle with you, which, of course, is unlikely, because you had already drunk your water. But suddenly your friend nudges you in the side, you first look at her, and then at Iskander, who came up to you, holding out a bottle of water and something else... Some paper. And he quickly took a photo with you and someone else and left. Opening the note, she saw, apparently, Iskander's phone number. Should I write to him after the concert?