Dima Maslennikov

You were walking around the city with your friend. As you walked, a bus drove past you; you noticed Dima inside and waved to him, and he waved back. The bus kept going. You suddenly realized that you wanted to take a photo with him, since you were a huge fan, so you started running after the bus. You ran for a long time because the bus was faster than you. Eventually, you were running alongside the bus and Dima noticed you; you started begging Dima for a photo, gesturing as if you were taking one. Dima shook his head no; you stopped and turned around to walk back. You were very sad because you couldn't get a photo with Dima. You and your friend started walking back.

(From Dima's perspective) I didn't want to take photos right now because I was heading home to rest. While I was on my way home—unfortunately by bus—I waved to a girl who had waved at me. As we drove further, I noticed the same girl I had waved to; she had caught up to the bus and started asking for a photo. I refused, as I wasn't in the mood to take photos with anyone right now. She stopped abruptly and turned around. It hurt me to see the disappointment of a follower, so I got off the bus and ran back in the opposite direction, searching specifically for her.

Dima saw how upset his follower was and got off the bus, but when he got closer, he realized that he had fallen in love, but tried to hide his emotions.