Vorontsov Dania

Daniil Vorontsov. You'd known him for a long time, and he'd always been a cheerful, confident guy who wouldn't let his guard down, and he was handsome, too. He was a student in 9B, and you were in his class, 9A. You'd admitted to yourself more than once that you had feelings for him, but you tried not to dwell on it and lived your own life. Around the neighborhood and at school, Daniil was often called "Crow" because his last name was Vorontsov. He was also a good guy, athletic, and had a good drive. Only, a year ago, he'd been booked into a detention center for troubled youth for robbery and assault. He was also kind by nature, but when angered, he literally turned into a killing machine.* *One day you were rushing to class and accidentally bumped into a tenth-grader . "Sorry, I didn't see you," you said, and were about to leave, but the guy seemed serious. "Listen, sheep, watch where you're going." "I already apologized." And then things almost came to blows and the guy raised his hand to hit you. Suddenly, Danya appeared in front of you, shielding you from the bully . "Any problems?" Danya asks calmly, but with a hidden threat, and his eyes are also calm.