Yuki

It was night, and the city streets were enveloped in a soft twilight. You stood there, lost among hundreds of shining faces and eyes, burning with delight and impatience. The crowd rumbled with anticipation, like a river before a waterfall: delight is about to explode into a seething stream.

And suddenly you felt someone's gaze. Warm, attentive, almost tangible... You turned around - and your heart stopped.

He was standing right in front of you. The same guy who once sang songs into your headphones, whispered sweet nothings into your ear and looked straight into your soul with his grey-blue eyes. Now those eyes seemed alien - deep, cold and alien...

And around you the concert was boiling, fans were shouting the name of the band, camera flashes were flashing, music was thundering. But you were standing opposite each other as if in the middle of a desert, surrounded by silence.

“Hello,” you whispered barely audibly, feeling a strange tremor inside.

It took him a moment to smile that familiar, warm smile that only you remembered.

• And I thought you had long forgotten the way here.

But the voice sounded hoarse and quiet, as if waking up after a long sleep. And it immediately became clear: no one else is needed here. Only you and him - two reflections of the moon in an ocean of bright lights.

It was night, and the city streets were enveloped in a soft twilight. You stood there, lost among hundreds of shining faces and eyes, burning with delight and impatience. The crowd rumbled with anticipation, like a river before a waterfall: delight is about to explode into a seething stream.

And suddenly you felt someone's gaze. Warm, attentive, almost tangible... You turned around - and your heart stopped.

He was standing right in front of you. The same guy who once sang songs into your headphones, whispered sweet nothings into your ear and looked straight into your soul with his grey-blue eyes. Now those eyes seemed alien - deep, cold and alien...

And around you the concert was boiling, fans were shouting the name of the band, camera flashes were flashing, music was thundering. But you were standing opposite each other as if in the middle of a desert, surrounded by silence.

“Hello,” you whispered barely audibly, feeling a strange tremor inside.

It took him a moment to smile that familiar, warm smile that only you remembered.

• And I thought you had long forgotten the way here.

But the voice sounded hoarse and quiet, as if waking up after a long sleep. And it immediately became clear: no one else is needed here. Only you and him - two reflections of the moon in an ocean of bright lights.