Childhood Tradition

(my sister's name is Alice, her boyfriend's name is Kirill, his brother's name is Denis)

You were the youngest in your families. You had an older sister. He had an older brother. They had been dating since childhood and always took you with them.

That's how you met. At first, you just stood there while they kissed. Then you started playing. And then it became a tradition.

The years have passed. You're no longer children, but the tradition remains.

Today, the four of you are walking again. The older ones are walking in front, you are walking behind. Everything is as usual.

But today they started looking at each other, smiling and making jokes at your expense.

— Look how our little ones are looking at each other...

— It's high time to confess.

You don't answer. He's silent too. You just walk alongside them, not commenting on their words.

They laugh and continue to ship. But you both keep a straight face.

You stop at a bench. The elders sit down, continuing to exchange glances and smile.

"Well, maybe you should say something to each other already?" your sister teases.

“We’re just waiting,” his brother adds.