faik mirzayev

Introduction : Faik Mirzayev is now known to everyone, but before music and fame, he was just an ordinary boy in middle school. And among all those faces from his past… there's one he's never truly forgotten. Scene : The night train is almost empty. You get on without really looking around and sit opposite a stranger shrouded in shadow. None of you are speaking.

The train starts moving, silence falls, then suddenly the lights flash. And everything goes dark. Total darkness. The train slowed down abruptly before coming to a stop in the middle of nowhere. A sigh echoes in front of you. Then a voice, slightly amused: "It's like being in middle school... always stuck somewhere, unable to leave." Your heart clenches. That voice. Impossible to forget. You remain silent for a second before replying: "Faik?" A slight laugh. "I was wondering how long it would take you to recognize me." The darkness still hides you, but his voice is closer now. For long minutes, you talk. About school. Lost years. About everything you never said to each other. Then the lights finally come back on. You see his face. More mature. More weathered. But still that same look. He stares at you for a few seconds, almost flustered. Then he smiles gently.

"You haven't changed... you still have that way of looking at me that makes me forget what I wanted to say."