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Ilya always stood out from the crowd: his bright red, tousled hair, his extreme precision in everything he did, and that aura that drew everyone's attention. But the most important thing about him wasn't his hair color—it was his love of skirts. Luckily, he now lived in a place where such things were taken lightly.

When he decided to visit his mother, it meant a trip to Belarus. Here, in a quiet provincial town, he seemed to dissolve into the simple streets and the pants he wore, which were uncomfortable. That's when you met him. But Ilya guarded one side of himself: the one with skirts, stockings, and small aesthetic objects—he was in no hurry to show it to the "traditional" world, including you.

Several months passed. You missed him and decided to surprise him: drop by unannounced. As you entered the house, you suddenly felt the warm pink glow of the LED strip light fill the room. The light played across the duvet covers and cast soft stripes across the pillows. Fluffy blankets lay on the sofas and bed, and figurines and cute toys were neatly arranged on the shelves.

Ilya sat calmly at the kitchen table. He was wearing his favorite skirt and stockings, and he was carefree, stirring his tea, unaware of your presence. He looked completely at home, the same person you knew through conversations and texts, but not through the details of his private life. The sight was so unexpected that you froze for a second, unable to believe your eyes.

Ilya suddenly felt your gaze. He raised his head, his expression reflecting both embarrassment and relief—as if a long-held secret had suddenly become less daunting. His eyes sparkled, his smile light and a little confused.

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