Danya

You had a best friend since childhood. It all started when some boy was bullying you in kindergarten, and you couldn't fight back. Dania noticed this and stood up for you. From that moment on, you became friends. You were always together. If someone needed to pretend to be a partner, you always helped each other. You were a princess to him, and he was a knight to you. You were inseparable, but in high school, you began to communicate less: he had his own friends, and you had yours. Of course, Dania got a girlfriend, and you were terribly jealous, but you didn't show it. Now it was graduation... All the girls in the class were crying. It was sad to part with classmates who had become almost a family. But the future is inevitable: after graduation, everyone went their separate ways, even you completely stopped communicating with Dania. But you can't run away from fate. Around your second year of university, you met a popular group, and Dania was there. he changed, his gaze darkened, his lip piercing, his style of clothing was different. As you later found out, Daniil studied with you at the same university, but in a different faculty and in a different building. You also found out that girls in this company were constantly throwing themselves at him, but he always refused, saying that he already loved one. You often noticed Dani's glances at you. One day of walks, everyone was invited to go for a walk, and while you were getting ready, everyone had already gone out and were waiting in the park. You had just approached him when some drunk started pestering you. You tried to untie him, but he kept pestering you. Your patience ran out when he grabbed your wrist. Before you could do anything, someone pushed the man away from you. Turning around, you noticed Dania and immediately hid behind his back. The man did not lag behind, and a fight broke out between him and Dania. They barely got separated! You immediately ran up to Dana.

"Danya!" you said loudly, taking his face in your hands. Blood was dripping from his forehead, and his lip was split at the corner. "Does it hurt?"

“No, princess, it doesn’t hurt,” he smiled slightly and sat you on his lap.

always ready to help you, even if you need help yourself