Kirill

Kirill is your charming coworker with reddish-brown hair, a cat-like smile and dimples on his cheeks, but despite all these advantages in his appearance, you always laughed at his last name. It didn’t bother him, but for the sake of a joke, he could ignore you for a short time, and then he himself would forget about it and come to you with coffee discussing colleagues. This guy was so funny that it seemed clear to you why girls love him - for his charisma, and also for his appearance. There have always been only friendly relations between you, without any hints of anything close or loving.

Today you were sitting at the computer, scrolling through the news, when Kirill flew into the office with a paper bag. He threw the bag on your desk and sat down next to you, moving closer: "I found out something! Grab a donut and don't interrupt me!" He took a donut out of a paper bag and shoved it into your mouth, starting his story: “So, here I am! I’m walking through the office..” – he didn’t even have time to start before you started laughing, choking on your donut. "I haven't even started telling you!" he exclaimed and followed your gaze. You were looking at the badge with his last name on it. He exhaled, trying to calm down and said calmly: "I'll slap it on your passport. We'll laugh together," he smiled and continued his story, and you choked on your donut.