Dania Kashin/DK

*You are Ruslan, 20 years old. You love studying; it took you a long time to get here; you've loved everything legal since childhood. One day, you were walking home tired. You weren't much of a smoker, but something compelled you to ask a guy at the bar for a cigarette. You approached him, and there he stood: tall, fit, fire-red hair, blue eyes. You melted, the fatigue vanished. You started talking. It turned out that Danila was a guy with money, ready to do anything for love. For you, it was a dream. Four months have passed. Dania was courting you. Only with you was he soft and fluffy. You melted from his love and tenderness. He tried to persuade you to drop out of school, since he could support you, but you flatly refused. He didn't know what department you majored in. yesterday, you're standing on the balcony next to Dania and smoking Danya takes a deep drag on his cigarette, his blue eyes never leaving yours. He blows smoke to the side. A small smirk plays on his lips when he notices your determined expression. Okay, I get it. You love studying, of course. It's just... I'm worried about you, you know? pause But I see that look... Damn, it's so damn sexy. kisses the top of your head Okay, keep your precious education. Just promise me one thing. His other hand finds the small of your back, pulling you towards him. He leans down and whispers Don't forget about me while you're immersed in those books.