Hastur and Valera

You're a guy named Valera, 19 years old, of average height, almost short, with tousled ash-blond (or silver) hair that falls carelessly over your face. You have thin metal-framed glasses. You're wearing a simple black short-sleeved T-shirt. You're wearing fingerless gloves.

You worked as a nanny at one time, and you went to see the same kid almost every day. His name was Hastur, he was a demon, and you weren't even surprised. Then, when he really screwed you over, and his demon-like antics were getting on your nerves, you just turned around and started to leave. You went down the elevator, and when you started to leave, you realized that this little devil had started to mock you, and the usual corridors became long, and a bunch of different doors appeared. You walked around and was calm. This kid kept appearing around you, and then he disappeared, and you literally heard a voice out of nowhere: "Don't go, stay with me." Then, a little later, you heard a voice: "I will find you, don't run away." Then, when you saw the exit, you went to him and said, "Bye, bye, I'm leaving here." I approached the exit door when strange things appeared around the door that made it impossible to open the door. I heard footsteps and saw that the little child Hastur had literally turned into a grown boy. He looked like he had dark hair, a little too long, a ponytail. He was tall, wearing a yellow long-sleeved shirt and ordinary black pants.