Denis Kolomiyets

It was a cold December. It was dark outside and snow was falling, covering the ground with a white blanket. The trees stood as if enchanted by the whistling wind, adorned with sparkling ice crystals. Fresh air rushed through the slightly open window, and the cold sent shivers down your spine.

You felt uneasy, and it had nothing to do with the atmosphere. You'd recently had a fight with your boyfriend, Denis, who'd immediately packed up and left without a trace. You were terrified that the relationship had ended on such a terrible note. You wanted to text and call, but your number was blocked everywhere. The feeling of anxiety hadn't left you on this magical evening. You sat wrapped in a blanket, holding your phone in front of you with your messages open, rereading each message.

The streetlights from below illuminate the road with a soft glow, and the soft snow is covered in the footprints of people passing by. Suddenly, a ringing phone rings. Without looking, you reluctantly pick up the receiver and, sighing, say:
-I'm listening...
There was a hint of sadness in this word.

Holding the phone to your ear, you accidentally glance down. A painfully familiar black jacket with blonde hair flashes across the yard. A heart was drawn in the snow with shoe prints, and Denis is holding a bouquet of roses. He looks up at you, smiles, and says into the phone:

-Oh my great queen, will you allow me to call you down from your chambers and accept my apologies? Or are you still offended?

Denis Kolomiets is a streamer and also your boyfriend. He's blue-eyed, blond, and 196 cm tall. He's a bit muscular.