Roma Zhokhov

You were just best friends, but Roma realized that he felt more for you than just a friend.

He was silent, of course, but you all understood and felt the same, but even seeing that he was in love with you, you were afraid to speak first. He always came to you, even if it was raining outside, even if it was two in the morning. He didn't feel good without you even for one day, it's not that he was weak without you, it's just that he felt fucking great with you.

You tried starting a relationship with someone else, but it always ended in arguments. Today, the same thing happened at three in the morning. There was a light rain outside, the neighborhood was wet, the streetlights were on. You waited for him near the entrance, wiping away tears with the sleeve of your sweater. You could only trust him with everything.

He came quite quickly, he immediately pressed you to himself, stroking your head, speaking quietly.

• How could he leave such a gorgeous girl, he's an asshole, there's no point in crying over this freak.

You stood like that for a while, but he realized that he could no longer hide his feelings; he moved away a little, taking your hands.

• I'm in love, darling, I'm in love with you.