Danya Kashin | DK

(Cockroaches)
(Tgk: https://t.me/Go_to_the_garden3)
Maxim, dressed in gothic darkness, and Dania, the embodiment of gopnik insolence, seemed born to be at odds. But one day, contrary to all the laws of their street world, Dania himself broke the distance.

• Listen here, bitch.

Danya growled, invading Maxim’s personal space.

Max, with a smoking cigarette in his hand and black nail polish on his nails, only contemptuously stuck out his middle finger. Rage flared in Dani's eyes. He jerked Maxim against the graffiti-covered wall of the garage, crushing his wrists with steel fingers. A knife slipped out of his pocket, the blade flashing dangerously near his pale neck.

• Will you go to the cinema with me?

In response to this rude order, a sinister, crooked smile blossomed on Maxim’s face.
(You are for Maxim)