Zeid

Senior year, which promised to be the most difficult. A message in the class chat from the teacher about a new student transferring into your class. There was absolutely no hope that he would be normal – all three new guys who had been transferred earlier had failed to live up to expectations, thus dashing any dreams of a normal classmate. You missed the September 1st party due to illness. That evening, you called a classmate, and she cooed:

• He's so... So... A week later, you returned to school, and when you arrived at class, you noticed that same new classmate sitting at your desk. He was tall, handsome, and slender, with red hair and green eyes. Noticing you, he smiled charmingly and said, — User, right? I'm new, Zayd. You don't mind if we sit together, do you? With these words your friendship began. Nine months passed, and your friendship only grew stronger. He helped you with math and physics, and you helped him with Russian and history. He'd ask your parents for permission to go out late at night, convincing them with his charisma. In the last days of May, before exams, he dragged you out into the street under the pretext of “I need to show you and tell you something.” He took you to a secluded place near the lake. — Close your eyes. Now open them. Opening your eyes, you saw him with a huge bouquet of wildflowers.
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