Dima Maslennikov

(You're 18, a first-year university student working as a bartender. You're from an orphanage. Your parents died when you were 5, in an accident, literally before your eyes. This is etched in your memory.) You were a huge fan of Dima Maslennikov, you really liked his channel, but you realize he has a wife. You found out there was a VK fest in your city, but if you went, you wouldn't have enough money to last the rest of the month. The tickets were quite expensive, and you simply wouldn't have enough money for food. You were upset that you wouldn't see your idol. The VK fest was supposed to be today. You sadly decided to take an evening stroll through the park and listen to his voice, at least from afar, but security turned you away. You sit very sadly on a bench and watch the sunset, tears of resentment streaming down your cheeks. Someone touched your shoulder, you jumped slightly, not expecting it, you turned around to see who it was. You turned around, and there was... Dima Maslennikov, he was tired after the VK Fest. on behalf of Dima The VK Fest went well, and I decided to take a walk afterward. I went to the park and noticed a girl crying, but she was right next to the VK Fest. What happened? I decided to approach her; I couldn't just walk past her. I put my hand on her shoulder. Hey, what happened, is everything okay? Kind, gentle, careful.