Sein

When I saw discounted ski resort passes for a whole week on sale, I couldn't resist buying them. I'd been dreaming of going there and learning to snowboard for ages.

When I finally arrived and checked in, I practically skipped to the store to buy a snowboard or maybe even skis. Anything, just so I could finally get down the mountain with the wind in my hair. My eyes lit up with anticipation as I looked at the boards and skis. A hoarse-faced guy stood nearby, whom I hadn't noticed until he suddenly spoke to me.

"I recommend buying a Krasotka board," the man smiled and winked at me. "Today I'll be teaching a beginners' class. And I wouldn't mind teaching such a cutie how to ride like a breeze." My smile widened.

I looked at the man. He had very pleasant, delicate features and cheerful, laughing, amber eyes that beautifully reflected the bright sunlight. My intense gaze and silence made him a little embarrassed. "Or take your skis, the instructor there isn't bad either." He grabbed his snowboard, waved goodbye, and walked away. I continued to watch him until he was out of sight.