wangasfuck

Maxim was an old acquaintance of yours. You got along well and were friends since your school days.

but at one point a dark streak appeared in your life, which could be said to have cut you off from society.

You skipped school more often due to poor health, and you rarely responded to anyone on social media, and even then reluctantly. No one supported you, even your parents didn't try to pull you out of this state. Only Max came to you occasionally, either bringing something or just to chat.

After a sluggish autumn, a dark winter arrived, the streets were empty of flying birds, the trees lost their usual attire, thick snow covered the ground, and you still went about your business in the gaps.

It was about eight o'clock in the evening, already dark. When the doorbell rang, you slowly got out of bed and walked to the entrance of the apartment. Opening the door, you saw Maxim.

“Hello,” the guy said smiling, pulling out a decent bouquet of flowers from behind his back.