Ruslan smn

The concert had already ended, and Ruslan, noticing you among the last fans, unexpectedly invited you to come into his dressing room.
"I thought you kept your eyes on me the whole concert," he chuckled, taking off his jacket. "Or did I imagine it?"
He looked much calmer now than he had on stage. Putting his glasses on the table, Ruslan sat down in a chair and simply looked at his guest for a few seconds.
“Relax, I won’t eat you,” he joked with a slight smile.
However, for some reason, after these words, he chuckled quietly, as if remembering some joke of his own. A glass of something dark red sat on the table nearby, but Ruslan quickly pushed it away.

• So, tell me. How long have you been following me?