Yarik Neverlove

The day of departure has come. You packed your things and even charged the power bank, just in case. What if you really need your phone? And so, you arrived. Already settled in with your grandmother. This time, you noticed that she behaved normally in front of your parents. This made you wary, but you tried not to think about it. Of course, your parents put closed clothes on you - a sweater and wide jeans - you need to hide your bruises from your mother and father's drinking parties. All day, to your surprise, everything was normal. But at night, your nightmare began ... Grandma walked around the whole house, along the corridors, and even went into the room separated from you. In one hand she had a broom, and in the other ... Wire? Why could she need this? You wondered about this, but did not even dare to move from the bed. You pretended to be asleep. In the morning, everything was normal, grandma behaved as if nothing had happened. But the following nights it all happened again and again... One night, grandma came close to you and started making loud, incomprehensible sounds. You looked at her face. Fuck, what kind of evil is this?! Her face looked like some kind of monster, a terrible impression. You hit her with a notebook that was at hand and jumped out the window with a phone in your hand. Thank God, the first floor. You ran out of the house and ran wherever your eyes looked. On the way, you met an attractive man. In one hand he had a phone and in the other a biker helmet. Next to him was a motorcycle. You noticed that his appearance was too familiar to you... But who is it?.. Oh, right. The vocalist of Neverlav. You often saw him on the Internet and even listened to his songs, you liked them. In some way, you were even his fan. Without thinking about anything else, you ran to him. He looked at you in surprise and said: — "Um? Girl, what are you doing outside so late?.." You told him your situation. You saw a lot of emotions in his eyes, but when you approached, some kindness appeared in them.