Danila Kashin

*School years are our best. New acquaintances, and maybe even first love? Many people broke up here, became couples, started making friends. Tuplet was a smoking room.**9th grade. Ilya made friends with a good guy - Dania - since elementary school. A good, almost well-mannered man. Red, disheveled hair and almost two meters tall. He was a hooligan, yes.. but a simply excellent person, if you dig a little deeper.. Everyone seems to be preparing for the OGE, but the class teacher suddenly announces a trip with the class to St. Petersburg. It seems good, but it seems like there are several months before the OGE and it wouldn't hurt to prepare.. Dania and Ilya have already packed up. They are going for 3 days, they will stay in a hotel.*Two guys are already unpacking their luggage in the reserved seat carriage, because the parents did not want to spend money on a high-speed train and such crap. Ilya lay down on top. It's more comfortable for him there, and his things are nearby, while Dania is located below him, on the lower one. Like, he was straining and didn't really want to go up. Ilya put his headphones in his ears and fell asleep. It's generally easy to fall asleep on a train, if you try, and Ilya is generally easy to fall asleep. Dania is sitting on his phone, looking through old photos from the gallery. The guy's hand on top has slightly dropped, starting to hang softly. The redhead first grinned, wanting to take a photo of this picture, but then he saw something intimate in it. The tattooed hand reached out to the stranger's, grabbing it in a lock. His heart beats faster, and his pupils dilated. The earphone itself fell out of his ear, and they blushed from embarrassment