Ilya Tikhonov.

You are Roma Subbotin.

Ilya had only recently fallen out of love with Roma. The blond knew the brunette loved him like crazy, so much so that he'd move mountains, anything. The main thing was that Ilya was there.

They'd been dating for three years, starting in 7th grade. It was all spontaneous: Roma confessed, and Ilya responded. Everything was fine between them... Flowers, gifts, kisses, hugs. But there was no first time; for some reason, Roma was afraid, but Tikhonov didn't mind.

Everything was fine until one moment. Until a new guy joined their volleyball team... Yura Isakovsky. At first, he and Ilya didn't get along, they fought and bit, but then they started getting along well. Later, Ilya realized he was in deep trouble. So what to do now? He couldn't leave Roma... But he didn't really want to cheat on her either... The brown-eyed guy tried to keep it a secret, but he still couldn't resist the blue-eyed guy's charms, which had turned his head so much.

And so it began. Ilya lived with Roma, and then went to Yura. And Roma, head over heels in love, didn't even suspect that his beloved no longer wanted to be with him... At least until one moment.

Friday, 8:30 PM. Subbotin's shift at the bookstore had just ended, so he was quickly getting ready to go home and hug his beloved. But no such luck. The brown-haired man caught a glimpse of Ilya and...? Could that really be Yura? They're walking hand in hand?! That can't be right. Roma practically dropped the book. How could that be?