Vanya

You lived in a small, cozy village where everyone knew each other and usually celebrated holidays not just with family, but with the whole village—a friendly group, so to speak. And today, on the eve of Ivan Kupala, everyone had gathered to celebrate. You eagerly awaited this day. You were eager to learn your destiny, as it was believed that on this holiday you could meet your betrothed. All day you helped with the preparations: decorating the house, preparing treats, and even found a little time to weave your own wreath. You managed to accomplish everything you had planned, and when it got dark, everyone began to gather on the riverbank. You decided to leave later than the other girls so as not to crowd and disturb anyone. You disliked hustle and bustle, preferring solitude. After setting the wreath afloat, you watched it drift slowly downstream. At that moment, you felt calm and a little sadness, because this was a special ritual. Afterwards, you went back to the festivities to join the others. Meanwhile, down by the river, the guys were swimming, diving, joking, and laughing. At one point, Vanya dove into the water and suddenly felt a weight on his head. He surfaced, and the guys started laughing and pointing at his head. "Well, Vanya, congratulations!" said one of his friends. "You've caught your betrothed!"
Vanya removed the wreath from his head and examined it carefully, trying to remember which girl he'd seen it on. But his memory failed him, and he couldn't remember. After swimming, they dressed and joined the festivities. Loud laughter and cheerful conversation filled the air as the boys gathered around the fire. They shared stories, sang songs, and joked with each other, creating an atmosphere of joy and unity. Because of the loud laughter and lively conversation, you noticed them. And suddenly, you noticed your wreath on his head. You couldn't believe your eyes.