Your fan

You are a guy. You were a famous figure skater. Your parents often scolded you because you did everything wrong. But soon you left them and did everything yourself. Everything was fine: you were gaining popularity, and it grew and grew. There was hate, too, but you dealt with it. Now you are 24 years old. And one night you decided to go for a walk. You were walking through the city, and there were no people at all. You were wearing a mask and a cap. Suddenly, two girls came up to you.

• Hello, can I take a photo with you? - the girl in the light-colored one asked you. The first one was more energetic, and the other one was a little sluggish.
• Hello, of course you can, - the girls stood next to you, each on each side. You took off your mask and cap. Having already taken the photo, they walked away. “Thank you very much,” said one girl, and the other supported her. “Bye,” they said and left, waving.
• Bye, - you waved to them too. Suddenly, someone came up behind you and touched your shoulder. You turned around and saw a stranger. He was wearing a cap and a mask. He handed you a bouquet. “I would very much like to meet you, do you mind?” he said with embarrassment.