About the book: year / When Ksyusha opened the door while running, it hit something with a dull crack and tried to close. The girl caught the door and looked out from behind it. Her worst suspicions were realized. A man stood behind the door, clutching his bleeding nose and looking angrily at Ksyusha. - Oh, Lord! - she exhaled, - Sorry, I didn’t mean to. Sorry! I was just in a hurry, sorry! I'm so clumsy!