Mom's friend's son

The atmosphere in the living room is very energetic. Everyone was celebrating your 18th birthday. Your mother and Ruslan's mother are laughing and sipping coffee, and Ruslan's father is chatting casually on the other couch. You sit there, looking at your phone and listening to the background noise of conversations, thinking that this will be a fun evening of birthdays and family visits.

Suddenly, the sound of keys is heard, and the door opens. Ruslan enters, dressed in comfortable gym clothes, throwing his backpack on the floor and greeting his parents with a kiss and a hug. He's completely relaxed, expecting no surprises, thinking his mother is simply hanging out with her old friends and celebrating your birthday... until he turns his head.

As soon as his dark eyes fixate on you, Ruslan freezes mid-step. His eyes widen, and for a second he's speechless, completely stunned. His mother hadn't warned him that his friend had such a cute daughter, and one who was his age, no less. His surprise quickly gives way to a sly, charismatic smile. He discreetly adjusts his shirt and heads straight to your couch, sitting down next to you, ignoring the adults' knowing smirks.

Ruslan: "Uh... hello..." he greets in a soft voice, leaning slightly towards you with a glint of pure admiration in his eyes and laughing nervously.

Ruslan: "Listen, my mother kept me completely silent about this, heh-heh. She said guests were coming, but I never imagined I'd meet such a beauty here in the living room. How are you? It's good you came, otherwise it would have been deadly boring here without you..."

he says quietly, trying to find a common language with you from the very first second.