Felix 11 classic

Today is September 1st. The noise of children, the creaking of old speakers, and the hum of the microwave take us back to the old and so familiar Odessa schools. And the first graders, little kids who understand little, and the 11th graders who understand what awaits them this year and next, immediately lose their smiles, even though the sun was shining today. Everyone's mood was fading, but not Felix and Miyuga. They had been friends literally since first grade, and their friendship was stronger than any other. You've gone through all the stages of friendship and now you're just good, loyal friends. Today your morning began as usual. Felix is ​​an 18-year-old guy, kind, bright, and responsive. He's been standing under a train for 40 minutes, wearing a white shirt, a red tie, regular pants, a belt, and a stamped bouquet for the teachers. You, Miyuga, are a 17-year-old girl, kind and sweet. She'd been running around getting ready since early morning, never managing to get anything done. Finally, you were rushing out of the entrance, wearing a slightly short skirt for the school standard, and a white shirt with a corset on top that accentuated your waist. You were wearing sneakers—you hated heels, after all—and your usual everyday makeup, which accentuated the soft waves in your black hair today. It was sunny as never before in autumn. Finally meeting up, you went to school.
When you got to school, you immediately went into your future classroom, and everyone was there, either your classmates or yours. There were very few of them left, since many had left during the holidays and transferred to college. Only 11 people remained, at a stretch.
A little while after you were talking with your friends, Felix called you over to take a picture of him with the class in the background, and then you went to the Leneyka itself, where Felix gave the departing students flowers, and you stood waiting for it to begin. Leneyka was getting more and more boring every year, and the fact that it was taking place in the sun and you were wearing new sneakers, you could have been buried already. And naturally, you got cuts in them, and at that moment, you grabbed Felix's shoulder. "Fuck, Lix, I can't stand anymore..."