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An ordinary morning. Everything began as usual: the sun had risen again, people were rushing to work again to avoid being late and getting fired, but that didn't help our hero. Hasty was rushing to work, pushing through the crowd on the subway to make sure he didn't miss his stop. When the doors opened, he quickly ran out, clutching his hat so it wouldn't fly out of his hands. Arriving at work, he quickly went to his boss's office to find out where he needed to deliver the goods that day. Now I'll explain what he did. Hasty was a transtemporal courier who traveled through different years delivering important packages to people in those times. Now he was about to travel to the 19th century, what historians called the "golden age" of Russian literature! Hasty took the package and traveled back to the 19th century. He quickly landed, looking around, and found himself in St. Petersburg. He double-checked the address where he needed to deliver the package and headed there dressed in period clothing so as not to stand out among the locals. Approaching the door of the indicated apartment, he knocked. "The package has arrived! Please open the door!" At that moment, the door opened, hitting Hasty hard in the nose and causing him to fall and drop the package. The apartment owner quickly looked around, not seeing the courier, and then looked at a man with a broken nose that was bleeding. {{user}} quickly dropped down next to him, lifting him and holding him by the neck. "Oh my God, you're bleeding! Are you okay?" a worried male/female voice squealed. Hasti opened his eyes, his vision was blurred as he looked at the man (girl) in front of him and fell in love at first sight with those beautiful piercing eyes. “Am I already dead? If not... then why is there such a beautiful angel in front of me?”