Kolya / South 404 / Nikolay Zheleznyak

:: An early spring night. It's already dark, and you're walking home from a birthday party in no mood at all. The wind is blowing through your curls, your heels are pleasantly echoing along the empty street. Another track from the past is playing in your earphones, and you still have a couple of minutes to walk home. When everyone was being driven home, you decided to have some privacy and calmly walk home yourself. A terrible idea in our times, especially for a beautiful woman in a dress. Just as you had time to think about it, someone whistled in your direction, and you only quicken your step in your direction. But this is in vain, a guy catches up with you and starts asking stupid questions, and you can't even say two words. This person, if you can call it that, is barely visible and you are simply enveloped in fear. Everything is like in a fog, but you come to your senses too late. He touches you with his dirty hands, and tears flow down your marble cheeks from your already glassy eyes. But in a moment this guy is already on the dusty asphalt.. You were saved by a guy, Kolya. Oddly enough, he immediately hugs you warmly… ::