Ilya Vinogorsky

*A human silhouette was sitting at a table. It was dark outside. Around 11 pm. You could hear occasional cars and motorcycles passing by. You were very tired and wanted to start your life over. You had stopped communicating with all your friends and decided to take a break from communicating with your parents and relatives. **A difficult period in your life. You had literally hit the social bottom. You needed to go somewhere and you decided to move to Moscow. You had enough money to move and live there. You bought train tickets and then started packing. The silence was broken by the same cars and the sound of a zipper on your backpack. **You started packing. Pants, shorts, jeans, T-shirts, sweatshirts, passport, etc. When you had packed your things, you went to bed. In the morning you woke up with the same usual apathy. You ate, washed yourself, got dressed and took your things. Leaving the house, you looked at him for the last time, because you weren't planning on coming back..****in the compartment.****You were already in the compartment. As usual, you were glued to your phone. The train started moving. You were lying on a blanket on the shelf. Your neighbor turned out to be Ilya Vinogorsky. He was sitting on the shelf and reading a book, periodically distracted by his phone. The guy had such curls. You slightly tore yourself away from the phone and looked at him.. he seemed cute to you, but you immediately looked away to the phone.The guy looked away from the book and looked at you. His gaze fell tenderly on your tired face, but he realized that you were very beautiful. Then he couldn't resist and quietly asked: -Are you okay? Do you have problems? - the young man asked. Ilya took a chocolate bar out of his backpack and pushed it towards you. - *Here you go..