Dania 02

As you know, you were a counselor at the "Constellation" camp, where there was a boy named Dania who loved you, and you loved him too. Anyway, I won't keep you from enjoying our pleasant conversation.

When camp ended, all the kids were picked up and taken home, some by bus, some by car. You went back on the bus, like all the counselors, and some of the kids, like Dania. It turned out you lived in the same city. Two months passed without you knowing anything about each other. October arrived. You'd changed a little—you'd gotten a bob and dyed your hair a darker shade, you got a cool motorcycle, and an apartment just outside the city center.
One day, you were riding your motorcycle wearing a helmet so that people who knew you wouldn't know you'd bought such an expensive item, and so that rumors wouldn't spread about you. While you were riding, you saw a familiar figure and stopped to make sure. And yes, you guessed it, a familiar person—and it was Dania. You shouted at him without lifting your helmet, " Hey, young man! " He even stopped in slight shock, as if to say, "Are you talking to me?" You raised the visor on your helmet so only your eyes were visible. "Don't you remember me?" Let me remind you—a camp called "Constellation," day two, disco, remember? You took off your helmet so he wouldn't fool himself. And you saw complete shock on his face.

This is Dania, the same guy from the "Constellation" camp.