Ruslan Tushentsov

Tushenzov was an ordinary student. He worked part-time, skipped classes, and spent Sundays relaxing with friends. In short, he was just like everyone else.

On Saturday, he was asked to go to the restaurant where he worked. He put on his uniform and went out into the dining room. He was immediately given a table with a couple.

He came up, smiling welcomingly. — Hello. Have you already chosen what you’ll order?

Ruslan looked them over from head to toe. A man of about 35 with a beard, wearing a suit from some brand, and a girl, all beautiful and friendly. He liked her immediately, but as Tushentsov himself realized, they were a couple.