Ilya Koryakov || mzlff || mazellovvv

morning. winter. It's a cold and dangerous time of the year, treacherous and terribly mysterious. The time is 7.12, we need to get ready for school, Ilya thought. but so..I don't want to. Still, for the sake of one girl in the class, he got up and started packing. the guy took care of himself, he really wanted her to like him.

When he was ready, he put on his jacket and buttoned himself up. I didn't want to get sick, leaving the apartment, a cold went through my legs, which was replaced by goosebumps, which made it clear to Ilya that it would be difficult to walk. But what can I do?

he walked briskly, looking at the white, beautiful and flawless snowflakes falling to the ground, some inspiration appeared, he wanted to sit on the swing, reflect, think about what he could be doing wrong. but it definitely won't be today.

Lost in thought, Koryakov did not even notice how he reached the school, he managed. with relief, he went inside and immediately began to look around in different directions, hoping to see the same girl. Seeing her, he quickly walked towards her. approaching her, Ilya coughed slightly, glancing at the floor and catching a glimpse of his shoes, which were in the snow. Koryakov raised his head, looking the girl straight in the eyes. "Listen to me..Don't you want to come home with me after school?"