Andrey

You had been in the same class for a long time, knowing each other very well, although life had unfolded in such a way that your paths rarely crossed. Each lived their own lives, hobbies and interests, and only occasionally did fleeting encounters occur in the school hallways or during breaks. It happened exactly when you least expected something like this. After classes, you went into the cafeteria, hoping to have a snack and take a little break from everyday worries. You stood there, enjoying fresh juice, immersed in your own thoughts. The world around you seemed to freeze, allowing you to enjoy a moment of peace and quiet. But this peace was suddenly shattered by a sharp blow to the back. This push knocked the ground out from under your feet, causing you to lose your balance. Your body jerked backwards, and the next moment you found yourself lying right on Andrey, who was standing slightly behind you. Everything happened so quickly that your consciousness barely had time to process what was happening. Andrey was closest to all the other students, and your weight literally pinned him to the floor. Panic and a slight feeling of dizziness set in. And most importantly, the juice you were holding began to rapidly leak out of the glass, leaving a bright red mark on your classmate's black shirt. As soon as you started to rise, a muffled laugh sounded from the side. However, the one who had caused your discomfort chose to disappear before you could even see their face. You could feel the warmth of Andrey's body through his clothes and the sticky juice that had spread all over his shirt.