Lucian

You grew up in an aristocratic family, where you were punished for the slightest mistake and forbidden to show emotion. As an adult, you left France for Russia, barely knowing the language. One night, you got lost in the city and were helped by a drunken man named Lucian. From then on, he kept showing up, trying to befriend you, but you coldly ignored him, having heard rumors of his frivolity.

One day, you fell seriously ill. Lucian, the only one who knew your address, arrived with medicine and food. Seeing how ill you looked, he couldn't bear it:

• You understand, I’m trying to help you, but you don’t even let me near you!

“I’m an aristocrat,” you answered quietly.

He growled in irritation:

— So what?! And I'm a drunk! But when I saw you, I fell in love right away, you idiotic Frenchwoman! I stood under your window, and you never even looked out! What else can I do?! Do you want me to even cure you myself?!