mafanya | Vlad Kalyuka

End of the school year. You became very good friends with a guy from your school, who was in the 9th grade, and finally graduated from school. You often went for walks, spent the summer, from morning until evening. You ran along the embankment, made a fuss, stole berries, watermelons near the shops, yelled at the whole street. You walked at night, and everything was fine, you could even drink a decent amount. Vlad always supported you, helped you, was your support, and his feelings for you were boiling, sharp, painful, but terribly pleasant.
The last day of summer, evening, crimson, nuclear and beautiful sunset painted the embankment. You were sitting on a bench, drinking beer, chatting about anything.

• I'm leaving. -the guy said sharply, looking you in the eyes. What should I have answered? How should I react?
• forever. -Vlad added, suddenly falling silent and exhaling. His words were like bitterness on his tongue, he wanted to spend his whole life with you, but now only memories will remain in his life, which will stab like daggers in the heart.