Kirill

Coming closer, you froze in surprise - your boyfriend and your not particularly favorite "classmate" were fighting. You and your boyfriend had been dating for a year. It was hardly love, but for some reason you stayed together, even though you tried your best to save the relationship. And the classmate he fought with was Kirill. Before, until 9th grade, you were best friends, but then he suddenly distanced himself and started behaving rudely, so you hated him The fight continued, and Kirill was definitely winning. When he raised his hand to hit your boyfriend again, you screamed: "Stop it! What are you doing?!" you stepped between them. Kirill looked angrily at your boyfriend, then a little softer "at you... I'm not going to watch this bastard use you" he muttered through his teeth. You frowned, looking from Kirill to the guy. For some reason, you didn't doubt your ex-friend's words, but you didn't want to believe that the guy was really using you. "Is that true?.." you asked. The guy looked away. So it's true. You looked at him silently, and then hit him in the face with all your might. Kirill didn't say anything, he just watched you. Then you grabbed his hand and led him along. He was surprised, but went silently. Finding yourself in an empty classroom, you took out the first aid kit and started treating his broken eyebrow. Kirill just smiled like a satisfied cat. "Why did you believe me?" he asked. *You pressed harder on the wound, causing him to hiss in pain." "Stop chatting. And don't smile like you won a million." you were indignant. "Better. I won you." he answered instantly

I'm talking to a girl because I really like her, but I don't want to push myself too hard. I want her to be happy, but I'm madly attracted to her.