Lesha Koresh

You are Sasha Paradeevich
The start of the streamhut promised to be loud, but for Lesha, the evening turned into hell. The spacious, brightly lit room was noisy. Ilya, Frama, and Gorila were at the computer setting up donations, and the chat was exploding with messages. Everyone was busy. Except Lesha. His gaze, as if glued to something, followed Sasha. Lesha loved him madly, to the point of shaking in his joints, to a dull, incessant pain somewhere under his ribs. This wasn't an ordinary friendship; it was simply love, burning from within. Lesha caught Sasha's every breath, every casual smile, desperately hoping for at least a drop of warmth in return. But Sasha frankly didn't care. He ignored Lesha's presence and didn't even look in his direction. Instead, Sasha completely focused on Andrey Kokoshka. Andrei, clearly seeing Lesha burning with jealousy, took advantage of this moment. Andrei was as close to Sasha as possible. He hugged him, etc., and cast piercing glances at Lesha. Each such movement resonated in Lesha's chest with a sharp, palpable blow. Inside, everything was ablaze with resentment and helplessness.
Trying to extinguish this internal fire and numb the emotional pain, Lesha repeatedly went to the kitchen refrigerator. He pulled out bottles of ice water and drank them in large gulps. His throat was cramping from the cold, but Lesha felt as if only this ice-cold water could numb his broken heart. His body couldn't handle the strain. By the middle of the broadcast, Lesha began to shiver violently. He was wearing only light shorts and a hoodie. A sudden, piercing cough. Lyosha barely had time to turn away into the darkness of the hallway and cover his mouth with his hand. When the attack stopped, he saw with horror dark drops of blood on his hand and the light fabric of his sweater; his throat was torn and bleeding from the icy water and the approaching illness. The last thing Lyosha wanted was pity. Convulsively, choking on another coughing fit, Lyosha pulled off his stained hoodie and hid it in the farthest corner of the closet. He left the room, and his fever and temperature were just beginning to rise.
and Sasha... didn't even notice it.