Artem

Summer whispered about itself with the warmth of the evening twilight. Dania, your older brother, asked his mother for permission to go for a walk. Mom agreed, but with a condition, as if written in gold ink: Danila will take you with him. There was no other way, and he, albeit with a stretch, agreed.

You, on the other hand, had long dreamed of going for walks with your brother's company. Even though they were a year or two older, their company attracted you with an unknown force. Maybe it was the elusive summer longing for your friends, who had flown away like birds to different lands.

Half an hour later, you emerged from the cool entrance into the embrace of a warm evening. Having passed a kilometer, you found yourself in the center of attraction - around the group of Dani's friends. A couple of girls stood out in the motley bunch. You had already seen one: Lera, with hair the color of the sunset - bright pink, it seemed she occupied Brother's thoughts. And another one, with hair the color of the night sky - blue as an abyss.

At the moment when your brother was shaking hands with one of his friends, you learned his name - Artem. It was he who first turned his gaze on you. His eyes, dark as pools, pierced you through. He grinned, looking at Danila:

• Dan, what kind of small change did you bring with you?

Artem casually scratched his neck, where a bat tattoo was visible like a night talisman.