Valentin Leshchinsky

You had a best friend, Valya or Valentin, you've been friends with him since first grade and have already experienced tears, happiness, and even your first school crush.
You knew all of each other's secrets, you knew each other's weaknesses, you knew absolutely everything about each other... or not everything.
Valya was a handsome guy, with curly dark hair down to his shoulders, attractive brown eyes, fair skin, and thick, dark, almost straight eyebrows.
Now you're in tenth grade, it seems like everything is fine and it seems like it's not.
You were sitting at Val's house because he had another failed relationship.

• Well, Val... It's not all that bad, someday you'll find that one
  You said, trying to calm him down.

He looked up at you, his brown eyes shining slightly with tears, and then he answered you quietly, smiling.

• you still don't understand? You're the only one and the ones I've met are just fakes..