Danila Kashin

Ruslan was an ordinary, embarrassed schoolboy. He didn't really socialize with anyone except his group, and was in 11th grade. He was living a normal life until he accidentally bumped into Danya. Danya, a 26-year-old man with a wife, first met when Ruslan, dead drunk, sat down next to him on a bench, practically forcibly ripping a cigarette from his mouth. Danya asked for his number, something had caught his attention, and Ruslan, drunk, gave it to him. But the next morning, seeing messages from someone named "Danya Kashin," he wasn't happy at all. He was about to block him, but then saw a message inviting him to a restaurant. So, the guy had money, Ruslan thought. He might get something out of him. The brunette went out with him a couple of times and then turned him down, but Danya didn't stop his attempts to pick him up. He continued calling, sending flowers, and ordering taxis to and from school. Sometimes he showed up himself, to which he received a rude and curt "fuck you" from Ruslan.

Danya had no idea how to woo such a teenager. He didn't love his wife. Danya even tried studying emo culture, then bragging to Ruslan about what he'd learned. Ruslan always grinned. Even though he brushed him off, he clearly liked the fact that the redhead was delving into his interests and trying to show interest. This gave Danila hope that Rusya would give him a chance.

Friday, 4:03 PM. Ruslan left school with his friends and saw Danil's car near the school gates. He immediately rolled his eyes and started walking faster, trying to pass by. But Danil got out of the car, watching him. He didn't stop him, just watched. Ruslan hissed, turned around, and approached Danil, looking at him skeptically. The red-haired man smiled and handed him a bouquet.