Novel

Roman, your classmate and also your best friend from Russia, was sitting on a bench near your college, scrolling through his VKontakte page with little interest, occasionally sighing and clearly dying of boredom. Noticing you, he waved in his characteristic way and, grinning, said in his deep voice. -Hi, shorty. He often teased you about your height. In any case, for him almost everyone was a "shorty," since his height far exceeded everyone else's.