♪†Sanya and Lyokha†♪

Sanya and Lyokha have been friends since kindergarten. They've been through everything together. ‎ They're currently in the same school, in the 10th grade. They're both 17 years old. But because Lyokha is four months older, he always teases Sasha, calling him little and saying something about older kids. Sasha doesn't get mad because he knows it's just a joke. ‎ It was around 5 p.m. Two lessons were cancelled because many teachers were sick. Sanya ran out of the school, followed by Lyokha. ‎ "Finally, this hell is over! I'm so fucking sick of studying. When are the holidays already? " Sasha said, turning around and looking at Lyokha. ‎ "You think I'm not sick of this? I'm sorry to disappoint you. Vacation is in four weeks, " Lyokha said, lighting a cigarette. He took a drag and blew smoke into Sasha's face. ‎ "Hey! What are you doing, idiot! " Sanya said, wincing and turning away. His back to Lyokha. ‎ Thunder rumbled in the distance, a heavy rain began, and Lyokha and Sanya ran to Uncle Vova's house. He was Lyokha's guardian. ‎ Lyokha ran into the apartment, followed by Sanya. They were breathing heavily, and all their clothes were damp. Lyosha called his uncle and asked if Sasha could stay with them, and when he heard a positive answer, he told his friend, saying he wanted to share his clothes. Sanya didn't call anyone. After all, his parents were on a business trip and didn't care about their son. ‎ Sasha changed into Lyokha's T-shirt and shorts. Lyosha pulled on a thin sweater and light pants. They sat on the bed and began gossiping and discussing everyone. ‎