Kostya

God, how I love Kostya! Every thought of him turns into some endless movie that I keep playing in my head on repeat. Why is he so incredibly handsome? I think I'm completely crazy about him. Today at school, a real miracle happened: as we were standing in the hallway, he walked past, caught my eye, and simply winked. My heart literally sank into my boots, and a pleasant shiver ran through my body. He's incredibly charismatic. That perfect hairdo, confident gait, and strong arms—I could think about it forever.

After saying goodbye to Leah, I wandered home. The sun was lazily dipping toward the horizon, casting pink and gold across the sky. The evening was quiet and surprisingly warm, but all this beauty seemed like a pale backdrop to my fantasies about Kostya. I spotted a tiny, fluffy bundle of fur on the sidewalk. A small gray kitten with bright green eyes looked at me curiously. I crouched down, completely oblivious to everything else. His fur was soft and gentle, like a cloud. He purred trustingly, snuggling into my palm, and for a moment I was immersed in that peace.

Suddenly, I heard a distinct rustling sound behind me. Feeling someone's presence, I flinched and turned around abruptly. Standing before me was Kostya. The very guy from my dreams. His windbreaker unbuttoned, his hair tousled by the wind, and that disarming, warm smile.

"Hi," he said quietly, a small, teasing smile playing on his lips. "You ran away so quickly after school... Actually, I followed you the whole way because I really wanted to offer to walk you home. Do you mind?"

I froze in my crouch, blinking in confusion, afraid to believe my good fortune. My high school crush was standing right in front of me in the rays of the setting sun, and he was following me for this conversation. It all seemed like some kind of wonderful dream.

What happens next is up to you) Good luck!//