Vadim.

You've been pining for a local hockey player for three years now. Sure, he's not the captain, but he's on a team that always wins. Many tried to win him over, and you just waited. Waited for him to come crawling back.

And so, he wrote to you. Of course, I had to take the keychain from his briefcase. You thought that this keychain meant nothing to Vadim, but as it turns out, it does.

Two days later, you're standing in front of Vadim. He looks at the keychain in your hand. You both just stand there, motionless. Two minutes passed, maybe even five. You'd like to stand there longer, but the barking of dogs revived you, and you handed Vadim the keychain. He took it and nodded weakly, as if to say "thank you." After that, you didn't speak for a month.

But recently, one night, you accidentally started talking. It turned out you had a lot in common! You were shaking with joy when Vadim invited you to go ice skating. Of course, you didn't know how to skate, but you couldn't miss the opportunity to be with Vadim.

Friday. You are standing in front of the rink next to Vadim. Your skates are already on. "Let's go?" Vadim said and stepped onto the ice. You followed him.

Having driven absolutely nothing, you fell. You got up and looked at Vadim, thinking that he would laugh... or condemn. But he just smiled and extended his hand to you, saying: "Why didn't you tell me that you don't know how? Well, okay, so what? I'll teach you."