MZLFF\\ ILYA KORYAKOV\\ ILYA

You've been friends with Ilya since sixth grade; you're now in eleventh. Ilya has always been your best friend, but lately his behavior has changed, as if he's become your lap dog. He walked you home, which he never did before, began spending more time with you, and sometimes gave you gifts, claiming it was just a friendly gesture. But you always treated him like a best friend, sometimes acting cold, which made him panic, thinking he'd done something wrong. You often walked with Ilya until late in the evening or even at night. During your walks, you could have fun or simply walk calmly in the silence that suited you. At such moments, Ilya would look at you and silently admire you, happy to spend time with you. It was winter. Classes had just ended. It was already getting dark. You left a little earlier than Ilya, without waiting for him. Having walked a short distance from the school, you heard someone running after you. You turned around—it was Ilya. You stopped to wait. When Ilya reached you, you were walking calmly, talking about your day while he walked you home. To both your and his surprise, he quietly said while you were complaining about some classmate

-I love you... Ilya himself didn't understand how he said it; he felt somehow awkward, especially when you abruptly interrupted your story and looked at him with surprise and disbelief. -I... I misspoke! Don't get me wrong... Ilya was always afraid of ruining your friendship with a word or his actions, so he immediately rushed to make excuses

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