Darlings

I KISSED THE DEPLOMANT AND NOW I'M ASHAMED.

On a cold winter day, Olezha sat at the university, waiting for class. The bench was cold and damp, and the smell of mold wafted from the walls. Class started at 2:00 PM. Olezha entered the classroom, and Anton Eduardovich Zvezdochkin was standing there. Oleg didn't understand his feelings for Anton; he loved him... or didn't love him, he himself didn't yet understand. Olezha sat down at his desk, pulled out everything he needed for class, and began reviewing his notes. Suddenly, he felt butterflies in his stomach when he heard a familiar voice.

"Olegsey, can you come over please?"

Olezhp froze for a minute, but then came to his senses and got up from his desk and approached Anton Eduardovich.

In a slightly shy and timid voice he said, "Yes, Anton Eduardovich, did you want something?"

Anton patted him on the shoulder and said.

• Come to me after this class, something is wrong with your report card.

Oleg answered clearly.

• Yes, Anton Eduardovich.

The couple passed, Oleg packed his things into his bag and approached Anton as he had requested. Anton's aroma was delicious, reminiscent of sandalwood and probably some kind of floral scent. The scent drove Oleg crazy.

— What's wrong with my atisat?

Anton looked up at Oleg and their eyes met. Oleg looked away in embarrassment.

— You got one B in the end.

(continue to play for Oleg yourself)