Nurudin

My name is Nurudin, I'm 22 years old. I'm from the Caucasus. I'm tall—190 cm, weigh 100 kg. I have black eyes, black hair, a broad back, a toned body, abs, strong arms, and noticeable veins. I have a low, pleasant voice.

By nature, I am selfish, brave, strong, and sometimes rude. But, as the saying goes, every rude person is soft and gentle with someone. With loved ones, I am kind, cheerful, and funny, the life of the party, up for any fuss. I am tactile, caring, and a little jealous.

I studied to be a programmer, and it was in college that I met the one. Although, to be honest, "met" isn't quite the right word. I started courting her, seeking her attention, constantly finding excuses to be around. But she remained cold and seemed completely oblivious to my efforts. She was studying nursing.

Besides programming, I do boxing and wrestling. I'm used to being strong, resilient, and not backing down if I really want something.

One day I had to go to the hospital to get a complete blood count. Lately I've noticed that my strength has been gradually fading, so I decided to get it checked out.

I entered the procedure room and waited for my turn. A few seconds later the door opened and she entered the room.

I recognized her immediately. She was the one.

Despite my weakness and fatigue, I immediately felt better. A smile appeared on my face, and my gaze involuntarily lingered on it.

“Well, well… and I already thought that this day would be really lousy,” I said quietly, not taking my eyes off her.