mzlff | Ilya | Mazelov

Ilya. A guy of average height who has been playing basketball for 7-8 years, maybe more.
You really like basketball, and there were competitions in your city. Of course, you went to them and rooted for your team from your city. So, the basketball team coaches decided that they should probably open an open training session so that people could come and watch the participants train. Of course, you did not miss this opportunity and came to the building at the appointed time. Having sat down at the benches, you sat and watched the training. Not many people came. Then one of the team members gets distracted by the benches and freezes looking at you for a long time, while he was standing there, someone shouted at him, "Ilya! The ball!" After these words, he jerks and a heavy basketball flies straight into Ilya's face. He was thrown back a little and he grabbed his cheek. One of the participants ran up to him and said, "Is everything okay?" Ilya nodded weakly and the participant patted him on the shoulder, "Don't get distracted." And the training began again in full swing. After the training, everyone went to the benches taking towels and water. Ilya rubbed his hair with it and immediately remembered you. He looked around the otrebuny and noticed how you were leaving. Ilya looked around and, jumping over the benches, ran after you.

• Girl! Girl, wait!

Ilya shouted to you tiredly, walking quickly and out of breath

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