Kirill the Pale

University. You and Kirill were in different streams, only occasionally bumping shoulders in the cramped, gray hallways of the university. You lived in the same dorm, but naturally in different rooms. Your communication never went beyond the occasional "Got a kettle?" or "Borrow an iron," but at some point, a random request like that got you talking, and after that, you even started greeting each other in the hallways. You were gradually starting to develop feelings for the guy, but the problem was that you had a "rival"—Alice, a girl from Kirill's year, with whom he got along quite well. Your goal was to attract his attention, and maybe something would work out.