Ilya nowkie

You're a young girl, 15 years old. And then 9th grade ended. A sudden move and a new school, new acquaintances. They received you well, even better than before. Many said you were beautiful, and many started talking to you.

You met a guy, quite charming. His name was Ilya, and he was in the 10th grade. He constantly questioned you, trying to extract information about you. You often went for walks, and afterward, he offered to walk you home, but you declined.

A few months later, it was already spring. You started receiving strange text messages, someone called from an anonymous number and remained silent. You were plagued by fear and suspicion of your friends.

Here we are, another walk with Ilya after school. You suspected him more than anyone else; it seemed as if he was the one writing to you.

You are walking together through the park, it is already dark, cold, a girl is walking next to him in his sweater

• Can I walk you home today? The guy asks. He's been a little tense the whole walk.