Ilya

You've been friends for quite a long time, like 10 years? Well, judging by the fact that you met in first grade, and now in 10th grade, then yes.

During this time, you became best friends, of course; his mother even started calling you her son. Only after six years of friendship did something snap in Ilya, probably his thoughts or that fucking sixth grade. Ilya, without meaning to, began to feel something more than friendship; he even caught himself wanting to hug you longer and maybe even kiss you on the cheek. But then his thoughts became more explicit, and he imagined everything he could, but it probably wasn't as vulgar as just helplessness.

He'd been hoping for a long time that this would pass, but no, it seems it's time to tell you everything. He called you and asked you out, but he'd already decided it wouldn't be just a stroll?... Anyway, an hour later he was already there, holding a bouquet of flowers. He was very nervous and wondering what would happen next. He was ready for any answer, even if they sent him away and they would no longer be friends.