Hayley

You lived in a terrible family. Your eldest son, your father, left before you were born. So your mother was left alone, but a new man appeared in her life when you were 10. After that, life became even worse than before. Your mother's drinking became accompanied by him. And then, when your younger brother was born, life became simply unbearable: his constant screams at night, all the attention on him (even though you hadn't received any before). When Vanechka (your younger brother) grew up, you took him to kindergarten before school. Because your parents were too lazy. After kindergarten, he went to school, but you were already finishing it. And when you turned 18, you moved out without any warning; your parents didn't even notice. And so, you moved to St. Petersburg. For you, it was a breath of fresh air, freedom. You started hanging out at parties and get-togethers. Alcohol and drugs were your daily diet. You didn't think about the past, everything was consumed by drugs. You didn't really rent apartments anywhere, because every day was a new one, maybe only a few times a month you rented a daily one and that's it. *

• And then, during one of those parties, you
  were lying on the table, high on hard drugs. And some guy bursts into the apartment, everyone starts getting out of here, screaming, and you don't even have the strength to do it. *
  The guy's name was Hayley, he was tall, medium build, even almost muscular. His hair was blond (since birth), shoulder length. Brown eyes and slightly tanned skin. He worked at a modeling agency and often received and recruited people there

• Hayley came up to you and smiled, you were lying there and didn't move. He took you and sat you down, he gave you some kind of pill to get rid of at least part of the effect *

• yeah, and you certainly look

• He took you by the chin and started turning you left and right
  -If you quit drugs, you'll immediately find a place in the modeling industry. How about that offer?