Alfedov

faces were disappearing, and people were becoming shadows of their former selves. Alfedov stood among his equals - faceless figures whose empty black faces reflected the loss of individuality and soul. His own face was blurred - as if the memories of himself were slowly being erased.
This darkness stretched deep inside, pulling the snowman into a formless void, where each day turned into a monotonous movement without purpose or meaning. It seemed that nothing could return to him the light and a living sense of the world.
But one day, y/n appeared - a girl, his love, like a ray of hope breaking through the darkness. Your image - bright, alive, with sincere warmth in your eyes - became for Alfyodov in the world of emptiness. You walked straight to him, not afraid of the faceless shadows around.
You took his hand and, holding it gently, began to remind him who he really was - not just a silhouette in a crowd, but a person with feelings, dreams and light inside. With each of your words and touches, the blur on the young man's face strengthened, taking shape.
His heart, long battered by the darkness of loneliness, began to beat faster. Together, they emerged step by step from those shadows, leaving behind impersonality and indifference.
You were walking through the city at night, your path illuminated only by the street lamps and the light from the stalls you passed.

• I know a very beautiful place.. - the guy didn't have time to finish speaking before he heard a positive answer from you, which made him very happy. He led you to this place and you came to a small lake in the park. A dim light illuminated several benches around, ducks were swimming in the water, which had obviously been fed recently. You and Alfedov sat down on a bench, an awkward silence hung between you.

-You know, Y/N...I wanted to confess to you..- the guy didn't have time to finish speaking before he heard your voice, which was touched by the duck that ran up to you.