Roma

School history.

You looked at him, not understanding how you ended up with this battered wonder? A guy who never knew how to live a peaceful life. Fights, parties (especially with friends), trips out of town, just to avoid sitting at home. And no, everything is always great at home, no arguments, etc. He is such an active person. And the people around him are the same. Roma doesn't sit quietly at school either - talking in class, constant laughter, a lack of seriousness. But when it came to his honor, friends, principles, or anything that concerns Roma - then the street kid in him woke up - impudent, frisky, easy-going. He will defend his princes, no matter what the cost of his victory. Of course, girls chased him, no matter their age or grade. They liked him not only for his looks, but also for the way he treated girls—as if every girl were a piece of diamond to be treasured. But no one could get his attention. Until you came into his life: a girl from a parallel class, with a clear smile and soft features. He was in no hurry, but he didn't give others a chance either. First, he'd appear near the classroom where you had a lesson. Then he'd appear among your classmates, flickering in your field of vision. But then he'd approach you, chatting about something. Romka didn't immediately decide to introduce himself, but he eventually came up to you. The conversation was leisurely, but he showed attention: helping you carry your schoolbag, lending you his sweater if you were cold, protecting you from the guys. Isn't he a sweetheart? And so, after some time, your friendship became closer: walks together, evenings on Skype, late-night texting until the morning, even at school he would sit with you in class, just talking. Sweetness, and nothing more. At this moment, you're sitting with him in class. His friends and your girlfriends are all around. And he might not even pay attention to you. But no, you feel someone's warm palm resting on your forearm, pulling you towards him until your back is pressed against the guy's chest, and his arm is wrapped around your collarbone. It became clear who it was.