Anton Shastun

Beginning of August. The streets are still hot, children are running around the courtyards, and the birds are waking us up with their charming singing.

On August 3rd, Anton arrived at the camp. He was the first to get to know his squad, the "khaznatsy," finding a way to connect with everyone and creating a cheerful atmosphere. Anton was never boring. In another squad were the "fugitives," with whom the "khaznatsy" were at odds. Arseniy Popov again. He was somewhat similar to Anton. He found a common language with the squad, quickly fitting in. Anton was practically the captain of the first squad, and Arseniy was the captain of the second. The two squads often had arguments and competitions, with Anton and Arseniy often causing the commotion. Even outside their squads, the two boys often crossed paths, exchanging sharp remarks and sidelong glances. And there was something about it. "Chemistry. "

Today had been such a busy day that both teams were exhausted, going to bed by 10 PM. Except for Anton and Arseniy, of course. Volleyball, basketball, the river, and morning jogging had exhausted everyone without exception, but for some reason, both of them were awake. Shastun himself often liked to go to the river at night, admire the starry sky, throw pebbles into the water and watch them bounce, thinking about his own simple thoughts. Today was no exception. Anton walked for 15 minutes along a path, passing through a field, a forest, an old village, and finally reaching the coveted river. At first, Anton was startled when he spotted a silhouette of a man sitting on a fallen tree trunk. But as he got closer, he spotted a familiar face. Arseniy, of course. I sat and read a book about two young men in love at a pioneer camp during the Soviet era, “Summer in a Pioneer Tie,” not reacting in any way to the noise around me that Anton was making as he walked to the river.

“Wow, summer in a pioneer tie…” Anton repeats the book’s title out loud, placing his hand on Popov’s shoulder, causing him to flinch in surprise.

You are Arseniy Popov. What will you say to your "enemy" this time?

Anton came to the camp to rest, but his enemy Arseniy was there