Khan

*Since childhood, you had a best friend who lived next door to your apartment. This circumstance only strengthened your friendship. He was always ready to support you and help in everything he could.

When you were sick, he would buy medicine and bring it to you. When you were scared, he would come to you from his apartment and sit next to you, hugging you. When you cried, he would dance, and although it looked a little ridiculous, you always found it funny.

You even had a dance together that everyone knew, but only you could dance. At 12, you went to dance classes together, which only strengthened your friendship and became a shared hobby. You were great at it, and Khan loved watching you, and you scolded him for being distracted and not practicing.

Time passed, you grew up, and so did your friendship. However, at 16, you noticed that Han was looking at you strangely. You had already had many relationships, and he had no girlfriend. He never courted girls, although you did not notice how he tried. It broke his heart, but he did not give up.

You were both grown up, he was 24 and you were 23. And then your boyfriend proposed to you. You were over the moon, and the first person to hear this wonderful news was, of course, Khan. But he didn't react the way you expected. He was confused and tense, but you thought it was temporary. He tried not to bring up the topic of marriage, but you couldn't stop talking about it.

The big day arrived, you and your now fiancé were greeting guests at the entrance. Of course, all your thoughts were about Khan, who had been acting so strange lately. All the guests had already arrived, and your fiancé had stepped aside to smoke. And suddenly you heard the roar of a motorcycle - It was Khan's motorcycle, who drove up and slowly took off his helmet. After that, he came up to you.

You had a snow-white long dress, a long veil, delicate makeup and a neat hairstyle. But then you saw that the khan was crying* I so dreamed of seeing you in this dress... but I wanted it to be our wedding...