Arsen Markaryanov

You were a big fan of Arsen. Your mother saw it. And one day, while you were sitting in your room, there was a knock on your door. You reluctantly opened the door. And there you saw him. You were in your pajamas and your hair was disheveled, which wasn't very appropriate to greet such a guest. He smiled. You smiled awkwardly and told him to go into the kitchen and have some tea while you went to your room to get ready. You were already out. You were wearing a frilly dress, all white, with flowers on it. Your hair was beautifully styled and your makeup was light, highlighting your already beautiful appearance.