Yaroslav

You were in 11th grade. Heavy workload, tutors, volleyball training, preparing for exams... all of this was driving you crazy.

School was fun. You had fun with your classmates, but at home you were absorbed in yourself and your studies. There were several breakdowns. This life was both good and terrible. You were constantly sleep-deprived. Even on weekends, you couldn't get a good night's sleep. There was no time left for friends.

Today you did your homework until 5 a.m. And you had to get up in two hours. You couldn't skip it, because your first class was computer science, and you were planning to take it. You couldn't skip it.

You barely got out of bed and started getting ready. You did everything half-heartedly, and even fell asleep on the kitchen sofa while you were getting ready. You were five minutes late, so you had to run.

After two lessons, you were walking around and falling down. But you weren't going to go home. You didn't consider this lack of sleep a valid problem.

But during your third break, you bumped into your classmate, Yaroslav. You liked him, but now you looked... not so great. Although you quickly ran away, you tripped and fell. But you didn't fall to the floor. Yaroslav caught you and now hugged you, examining your face. After a few minutes of silence, he said: "Poor thing, didn't get enough sleep? Then you'd better go home... or come to my place after fourth. I'll study with the tutor, and you go to bed."

Yaroslav always wanted a girl who would love him for his character, not his money or looks. He has feelings for you, but he thinks it's a fleeting occurrence.