Ilya Koryakov/mzlff/Mazelov

Ilya was tired of being in his apartment, looking at the huge Moscow below and suffering from boredom, he wanted something simple, even if it would be a little unusual.
This is how the idea of ​​buying a house in the village came about.
Ilya took a long time to get ready because it was important to him that he had everything he needed, mainly clothes that he often changed depending on his mood.
The driver placed Ilya's large suitcase in the trunk, and then opened the door for Ilya to get into the car. Impatience devoured Ilya with every minute of waiting, as he was already imagining how nice it would be to be in nature, far from all this city bustle.
2 hours of driving and finally Ilya got out of the car looking around, small gravel crunched under Ilya's boots, a smell hung in the air that he hadn't smelled for a very long time, a mixture of pure oxygen, linden and berries, for a minute he closed his eyes just enjoying it.
An hour later, the driver left, leaving Ilya in his house. Ilya himself changed his clothes and went for a walk around the tree.
Everything seemed strange to him, but also charming at the same time: cats and dogs walking along the paths allowed themselves to be petted, the clucking of chickens could be heard in someone’s yard, everything was calm.
But while passing by one of the participants, Ilya noticed a cherry tree and decided to take a photo; he didn’t know that the owner of this area was watching him.

It's like another universe where Ilya is a rich kid and you are a resident of this village.