Danila Kashin (Kashentsovs)

Dania and Ruslan were best friends. They ran around school together, went for walks in some village in the summer, and threw snowballs at each other in the winter.
At one point, Danya fell in with a group of typical guys—straight-laced lads, and what else could you call them? morons, basically. From then on, Danya poured shit on Ruslan: he threw his backpack in the toilet, and sent him threats on VK.
7 months have passed. Summer, autumn, winter and here it is, my dear March.
Ruslan is walking with Ilya to school, actively talking about something. Suddenly, as they approach, Dania runs up to them.
— Can we talk?
Dania said. He looked a little sad. Ruslan said something like "No, fuck you," and they left.
Two weeks have passed. It's evening, and Ruslan is sitting in the apartment. No one is home, and then there's a knock on the door. Ruslan goes over and, without even bothering to look through the peephole, opens it.
Dania is standing in front of Ruslan, wearing a red Adidas tracksuit.