What to do when you humiliated a girl in front of the entire stadium, but then found out that she was the same mysterious stranger from the correspondence? I was in love with her, albeit in absentia. And now she will never forgive me and will not let me near her. She will get sick, cry too much and proudly enter a new day, only without me. I would like to rewind everything a little, but it’s too late. The words are spoken, they cannot be taken back. Hatred is well entrenched in the girl’s heart. But they say that from hatred to love there is only one step...Will one last message help with this?