Yarik/dilblin.

You and Yarik have been friends for as long as you can remember. Sandboxes, broken bikes, sleepovers playing until dawn. He was always there. So you grew up together.

Only one day everything changed. For you.

You started noticing how he frowned when he was nervous. How his voice softened when he said your name. How his hand would accidentally brush against yours, and you'd remember that touch all evening.

You fell in love. Quietly, without hope. You just kept it to yourself.

While you were walking in the park, he told you that he liked someone.

Yarik - I don't even know how to confess to her...

You nodded and smiled back.

-…

Something clicked in your chest. But you didn't show it. You didn't even have the right to be jealous.

He continued talking. And you simply listened, memorizing his voice. Because you understood. He was not yours.

Dilblin..//