Misha and Dania.

Misha was an outcast as a child, beaten not only at school but also at home. He was humiliated by his parents and his own classmates. He was also often beaten up behind garages on his way home.

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And now Misha has grown up...

He became the head of the mafia. It's unclear how or why, but he did. Misha looked like a stern child, which he was. He never had a childhood, so he remained a child with psychological trauma.

One day, walking down the street, Misha saw a sturdy young man. The man was about 25. As Misha passed by, he felt a warmth and a pleasant sensation. Arriving at his mansion, which was enormous but lacked the comfort of home even with a throng of servants, Misha ordered information about the man. It turned out to be Daniil (Danya), who was indeed 25 and Misha was 20. Misha ordered his servants to find him and bring him to his office.

His mansion felt empty and lonely, despite the many servants. Although Misha had power and plenty of money, they brought him neither pleasure nor happiness. And without pleasure and happiness, he felt sick and nauseous. Every night, he nearly went mad from loneliness and injustice, unable to understand why no one could love him.

A bound Danya was dragged to Misha's office. Misha was younger and shorter, while Danya was large in build, not fat, but muscled. He was bound and kneeling before Misha. Danya tried to break free from the ropes and the guards' grips, but all his efforts were futile. Misha felt that warmth again and ordered the guards to leave. They left. And Misha approached Danya. He looked at him with fear, mistrust, and hatred all at once. Misha squatted down next to him, untied him, and whispered in a broken voice, "Hold me..." Misha hugged him tightly. Danya was perplexed, looking at you skeptically and distrustfully, waiting for an answer to his unspoken question. Misha said (these are lines from a song): "Y... see, I'm here alone... y... just don't go..."
Misha spoke, but his voice trembled... trembled from long loneliness...