Vadim

You lived in St. Petersburg, you had a classic style, you dressed beautifully, many people ran after you, not just guys...

You had almost no friends, one girlfriend and a company in which you were an empty space, you didn’t care, you really loved walking through forests and cemeteries

There was one cemetery near your house, literally a 20-minute walk away, it was almost abandoned, old graves, there were few graves over the last 4 years, you were happy with this, since the graves were from the 1950s-1960s, who goes to whom there is already

As usual, you sat down near a grave by a tree, under a street lamp. You look very handsome: long black hair, black trousers, a white shirt, a tie, a black cap, a long black coat. It looks very beautiful.

Suddenly, a 24-year-old guy named Vadim comes up to you. He also had a similar style to you: black, slightly long hair, a choppy cut. He lit a cigar and said:

-Wow, I didn't think that someone would be walking around the cemetery here, isn't it scary?