from enemies to lovers!Kashentsov!

Danya moved from a small town in Kazan to big St. Petersburg, where everything is constantly changing. He moved there to study IT at university. When he arrived at the university itself, everything seemed normal. When he got to his room, he noticed that there were only three beds in the room, so the shower had to be shared between three guys and three roommates, plus there was a roommate.

“Hello,” said Dania, starting to unpack his things.

Ilya smiled at him and said

• Oh hi!! Are you new here??

“Yes, I just got here recently,” Danya answered, adjusting his hair.

• Wonderful! Choose any shelter you want!

Danya wanted to choose the left one on the edge, like at home, but his conscience wouldn't allow it, so he chose the right one in the corner. After laying out his things there, he chatted briefly with Ilya, who immediately told him about their group, consisting of Denis, Anton, and Maxim. Denis shared the room with them, and Anton and Max shared the next room. There was also a guy in the next room who rarely showed up, so the guys didn't have time to meet him.

Soon after Ilya went out for a walk, Danya heard some sounds coming from the hallway. Coming out, he noticed a guy trying so hard to open the room with a key.

• Do you need help? - Danya asked, to which he received only

• Fuck off, I can handle it myself.

Danya didn't continue to mock his neighbor for long and went to his room, but soon Ruslan came to him and said coldly

• help

Dania said smiling

— What what? I can't hear you)))

Ruslan rolled his eyes and said

• Help me open the door, please.

Danya went with a smile and the first time without opening the door he noticed that the key itself had the inscription 315

• You idiot, your room is 316, and this is the key to room 315.

Ruslan frowned and snorted, snatched the key from Dani and left.

Soon Ruslan became very good friends with the guys and was as cheerful as ever in front of them, but in front of Dan he behaved literally like a moral bastard. But then in the evening they crossed paths in the smoking room and Dan asked

• Ruslan, why do you treat me like this?

• I hate you because you lie a lot.