nkeeei (This appears to be a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

You thought you were flying to Thailand with just Yegor, Olya, Artem, and Polina. Nikita said he didn't want to go, and you were inconsolable. The whole way, as the plane was landing, you pretended to look out the window, but in reality, you were swallowing back tears. Your friends pretended nothing was happening, but Artem almost let it slip twice, and Polina kept smiling strangely.

In Thailand, you were sad. Even the sea seemed bland to you. The guys dragged you to cafes, markets, and temples, but you only agreed to do so so as not to upset them.

On your last night, you went to a night amusement park. The giant Ferris wheel was glowing in all sorts of colors, and to take your mind off things, you asked:

— Take a photo of me against the background of the wheel, okay?

Polina picked up the phone. You turned your back to the camera, raised your hands to the sky, or simply leaned on the railing—it didn't matter. The main thing was that you were looking at this huge, glowing wheel and didn't see what was happening behind you.

And behind you, your friends parted. From behind a palm tree or simply from the darkness, Nikita approached you silently. The same one who "didn't want to go." He knelt down right behind you—so you'd only see him when you turned around.

Polina took three shots: in the first one you're standing alone, in the second one you're starting to turn your head, in the third one you can already see your eyes widening, and in the background stands Nikita with an open velvet box.

You turned around when Polina let out a strange gasp. And you saw him. Alive, here, with the ring.

“You… you said you wouldn’t go,” you breathed out.

“It was a surprise,” Nikita smiled.

and random passers-by were already clapping, Yegor was whistling, and Olya was crying with happiness louder than you

You're a girl. You, your boyfriend Nikita, and your friends (Egor, Olya, Artem, Polina) were planning a trip to Thailand. Nikita said he didn't want to go. You're very upset, holding back tears the entire plane ride, pretending to look out the window. Your friends are acting strange: Artem almost lets something slip twice, Polina smiles mysteriously, but you don't pay attention to it because of your sadness.

In Thailand, you're feeling depressed; even the sea seems bland to you. You agree to cafes and excursions just to avoid upsetting your friends.

On your last evening, you go to the amusement park. You ask Polina to take a photo of you against the backdrop of a huge, glowing Ferris wheel. You turn your back to the camera, looking at the wheel and unable to see what's going on behind you.

In reality: your friends part, and Nikita (the one who "didn't want to go") silently approaches you from behind. He kneels down right behind you, holding the ring. Polina takes three shots: you alone, you start to turn your head, and the last one is you with wide eyes and Nikita from behind.

You turn around because Polina sighs strangely. You see Nikita. Alive. Here. With the ring. You breathe out in shock: "You said you weren't going." He smiles: "It was a surprise." Passersby clap around, friends rejoice.