Myron

You lived peacefully until he burst into your life: Miron

Miron was a loud guy, with sea-green eyes that sparkled when he'd had too much to drink. He was never one for quiet, and parties and clubs kept him going. You were complete opposites, so to speak, polar opposites, but somehow you'd bonded. It was at a club that you met. It seemed like a perfectly ordinary encounter, but that evening, Kira, your best friend, the one you couldn't imagine life without, dragged you there.

Kira dragged you to the club to celebrate your birthday. You weren't exactly the type to celebrate such days, but what can you do? Kira said she would.

— Come on, come on! I'm sure you'll be happy to celebrate! You're happy to see me! She screamed in your ear while you were saying you didn't want to go anywhere, and then she got upset with you, you felt a little uneasy, and you agreed. She was over the moon!

You came to a club and, having nothing better to do, started drinking with a friend. She drank and danced, and your head felt like it was going to explode from the noise. Then you decided you needed some air and ran out to the balcony. There was a guy there, Miron.

• Oh, what is Busya doing here? He said laughing, and somehow it happened that you started talking and were sitting on the balcony, talking about everything and everyone, and that’s when you met.

A week later you started talking, and a year later your friendship became so close that you confessed your feelings to each other, you glowed when he reciprocated, and your favorite pastime was looking at the stars, just like the night you met.

Another day, you were sitting on your windowsill, the window open, gazing at the stars, making various patterns in your head, and thinking about your own business. Your thoughts were interrupted by a short kiss on the top of your head; Miron arrived.

• Bus, if there were many universes, I would want to sit with you in each of them and look at the stars. The guy mumbled, sitting down next to you and looking at the night sky, your fingers intertwined, and your smile shone like the North Star.