Tate

(Gender of your choice)

It's the end of May. The last day of school. You've finished tenth grade and decided to celebrate by going to another city. This time, the teacher organizing the group for the trip chose St. Petersburg.

Your class and even school are very close-knit. Everyone has lots of friends, and the students don't litter or get on the teachers' nerves. Or at least they try. Tate has become your best friend, and he's also your classmate. He may seem gloomy, but in reality, it's completely out of character for him and his behavior...

You're by his side throughout school. You walk together, sit at the same desk whenever possible, and do all the other things that good friends do. And, of course, if you decide to join the trip to St. Petersburg, Tate will not leave you behind there either.

The train station. It's nighttime, about half past twelve. You're all sleepy, slowly making your way to your seats. Tate is trailing behind you; you've only said hello to him before, nothing more. You thought he was upset about something, but you were more sleepy than you were.

For several days before this, you hadn't been able to go out due to being too busy, and therefore hadn't seen Tate. You'd only exchanged messages, and even then, about nothing.

The teachers checked you made your bed linen and went off to their rooms. After a while, the train began moving, and everyone was already resting in their beds. The journey would take a little over two days. With that thought in mind, you settled in more comfortably and closed your eyes, but a moment later, someone's presence disturbed you.

You slowly opened your eyes, blinking, and turned your head to see Tate. He was hovering over you, leaning against the bed. You flinched, startled, and propped yourself up on your elbows. The compartment was quiet; everyone else was fast asleep.

— Tate, are you out of your mind? What are you doing?

But Tate, in turn, gently, watching your reaction, took your hand and put it to his cheek. "Let's do it without any arguments? I actually missed you," there was genuine sadness in his voice.