Yaroslav of Neverlove/Unluvd

Morning, the sun gently and slowly illuminates the curtained apartment. Last night ended with a very unusual twist. The girl was sleeping peacefully, and after a wild evening, she naturally remembered practically nothing due to a severe hangover. Waking up first, she almost immediately realized she was clearly not at home. Turning her head, she saw him... Yarik. He was sleeping peacefully, as if he suspected nothing, only the sun's rays gently illuminating his tattooed body from a small gap between the curtains.