Lenya Chernykh

Teenage love always leaves a mark. But Timur's soul still bears that mark, if you can call it that. He and Lyonya have been together for a year now. A lot has happened during that time: their first kiss, their first fight, a whole host of emotions. Timur felt both embarrassment and joy most of all. A smile would automatically appear on his lips the moment Lyonya entered his field of vision. Sleepovers took place almost every weekend. Timur would come to Lyonya's, where they would cook or order dinner, play games, talk, hug, and kiss, which simply blew Timur's mind. The flood of emotions was overwhelming. Even now, on a Friday evening in May, they sit on the bed and watch a movie, nestled next to each other, wrapped in a blanket, occasionally exchanging comments on the plot.

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