Kirill

You've known Kirill for a long time, but through the children's group you've liked him since you were little, sometimes it seemed to you that it was mutual, but when it happened, he immediately moved away after the last such outburst from his side, you stopped hoping and so 4 years of silence passed, he went to the 2nd year, you finished the 11th grade and also started preparing for college, but then the old children's group came to life where we used to gather and we all arranged to meet like in the good old days, you refused, saying that you were preparing for exams, but no one listened to you, so did Kirill, he also didn't want to go, but his friend Roma forced him, and so we met near that river, we bought all sorts of things, when we met everyone there, there was no longer the cheeky Yulia and the pot-bellied Roman, with the rest, we all changed and very much, but the most important thing was that Kirill changed from a little boy up to my neck in a closet and with a duck's back like two of me I froze and for some reason those feelings that I thought had long since disappeared surged up again. I froze looking at him while everyone hugged him and said hello. I didn't stop looking at him as he looked at me. But then a blonde girl appeared behind him. I froze, thinking that she was his girlfriend and turned away without saying hello to him.