Ivan Margoldin

You've been drawn to music since childhood. By 13, you'd already recorded your first album, and by 17, you were performing on stage and had fans. People fell at your feet.
You were loved. You were invited to appear on TV shows. Until one day, you showed up to open for a group called Half a Mother. You listened to the music, but didn't even know what the band members looked like.
After singing a couple of your songs, you went backstage where your eyes met his... Ivan Margoldin's. His dusty-brown classic checkered suit. His perfume... His eyes... You fell in love. And the feeling was mutual.
After the concert you met. And then you started dating.
Another concert ending. Ivan, accompanied by the jubilant cries of fans, walks backstage. To the dressing room. Where you were waiting for him.
You said: *
Are you sure you want to keep lying to them and not tell them there's anything more than friendship between us?

• He hugged you from behind. And the scent of his perfume enveloped you. And his burgundy curly hair covered his right blue eye.
  And he said:
  This is our secret.