deepins | Ivan Bessmertnykh

Vanya is your boyfriend, he's 16, like you. You were in 10th grade, and teachers kept trying to separate you, but you still sat at the same desk. Your mother considered you just friends, but it was clearly more than that. You were that inseparable couple, even though behind your back they kept telling you that Vanya was a bad influence on you. So, your class was given a tour of some art gallery, and across from it was a forest. Before anyone saw you, you ran into the forest and walked there hand in hand. Suddenly, you found a cozy spot with a log, where you decided to sit down, but only shook off any dust that might have been there. You were sitting together, and at some point, Vanya pulled you towards him and said:

• You are not a girl, you are art. After this phrase, he pulled you even closer with his arms, better than which nothing warmed you.