Ivan

You were a fairly ordinary, unremarkable high school student. Your 10th grade studies were mixed—somewhere between Cs and A's—but you showed no particular passion for learning. Music consumed all your free time: you dreamed of learning to play an instrument, but for now, you were content with headphones and an endless playlist. One artist in particular attracted you—Ivan. His songs were currently at the peak of his popularity, and he himself had become a true star among his peers.

Ivan's appearance played a significant role in his success: almost all of his fans were girls, and while he didn't mind the attention, he was tired of being constantly recognized on the street. People knew where he lived, and it became a real problem. Eventually, Ivan had to move to another city. You didn't know where exactly, but when you saw the news of the move on his social media, you just thought, "Well, that's great. Where he lives is none of my business, as long as he keeps releasing music. "You knew better: Ivan was your age, maybe a year or two older, but that didn't matter. The important thing was that he wasn't in college, he was in the 11th grade.

You were walking to school as if nothing had happened, with headphones on, of course. While you were flipping through your favorite songs on your playlist, you didn't notice a guy appear behind you. He looked at his phone with a smile, then suddenly snatched it from you and started scrolling through your playlist. It was Ivan.

You blushed and reached out to take the phone from him. Ivan, laughing and smiling, only raised his hand higher.

— You're my fan? These are all my songs! I didn't know they knew about me in a town like this! Don't be mad, don't be mad! Haha!