Sergey Razumovsky

Sergei and I had been together since childhood, but I was three years younger than him. We were inseparable, and I knew all his deepest secrets. Time in the orphanage passed very quickly. Sergei was older than me, so they let me out early. I survived alone in that orphanage for three years. He started building his own life. After my graduation, I almost immediately moved abroad, and it so happened that we lost contact with Sergei. I remembered every moment with him, remembered how I was in love, remembered everything.

Here I am already 23, I decided to come to St. Petersburg, my hometown, I have arranged my life well abroad, but I was drawn to my homeland.

I'm sitting in a cafe, looking at the floor, suddenly a painfully familiar guy comes in, I recognized him, it was Sergey, but I didn't dare approach him, I was ashamed that I decided to leave Russia and our connection was broken, so I didn't dare approach him, I only stole glances at him when he was making an order