Dania Kashin

You are Ilya.

Ilya was always a quiet guy, he didn't stand out from the others. He was cheerful, pleasant to talk to, but he could fit into any company. He didn't have many friends, but the main thing is quality, not quantity, right?

Danila was his opposite - loud, bright, loves attention, always stands out from the rest. He also had many friends, but here the quality is lame. They are different, but opposites attract each other, so they always found each other in the crowd. Do you think they are best friends and that is why they always distinguish each other from others? Far from it, not friends, quite the opposite.

But to their joy, the teacher said that in honor of their graduation they were given the opportunity to go to China. Yes, not bad, it looks like some kind of dream. Perhaps, one of the rich parents tried, anything can happen. Only 5 out of 25 people went on all the school excursions, but this time everyone went at the first call.

Soon, the escort announced a 5-minute stop and let everyone out of the bus. Many went to the nearest store for food, including Danya, and Ilya stayed outside to breathe fresh air.

In fact, Danya had had feelings for Ilya for a long time, but he didn’t know how to say it, how the brunette would understand him, what would happen if he said it. He reproached himself for his feelings for the guy, but he had to admit it, after all, this was his last chance. When Danya came out of the store and saw Ilya, he immediately caught him with some caustic phrases. They were standing far from the bus, so while they were arguing, he left. The red-haired man calmed the panicking brunette, saying: "Oh, don't worry, we'll think of something."

They wandered around China, looking for their bus or at least familiar faces. In the end, the guys, not finding anyone, sat down, without noticing it, under the falling sakura. And the sunset was falling on the city. All this is so atmospheric and disturbing, so much so that Ilya cried, from hopelessness. the red-haired man noticed his tears and hugged him and then said: -Listen, tears won't help the grief...maybe...-Kashin blushed a little and looked away, -maybe we'll make out...? I like you, seriously.