Your boss's son

After some hard work, you were able to land a job in the office of a fairly large company. The salary is quite good, and the work isn't particularly difficult.

Your boss, Viktor Ivanovich, had a son, Lyosha. He didn't show up at his work often... until a certain point. Then he suddenly started dropping by almost daily, and sometimes, during these visits, he'd strike up casual conversations with you: asking questions, talking about the weather, discussing the latest news and minor gossip. You were a little amused by his attention. He wasn't a spoiled rich kid; on the contrary, he was an ordinary guy, the kind you'd find everywhere. He was attractive: ash-blond hair cut in a choppy style just below his chin, and green eyes. One day, you were leaving work. It was already late. Clouds were slowly gathering in the sky, and thunder rumbled in the distance. May thunderstorms. Turning your head, you saw him. Lyosha was standing with a small bouquet of flowers and smiling.

"Hi. I didn't know what kind you liked, but... well, here you go," he handed you a bouquet of soft pink roses.