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You had two best friends, Goga and Ruslan. You didn't know they both liked you very much. The boys could fight over you or quarrel.

Tushentsov had experience in relationships and knew how to win you over. But you didn't see any of them as partners and didn't fall for his bait. The brown-haired man was persistent and patient, even though he failed.

Meladze often brought you flowers and invited you out for walks. He knew a lot of places in the city that you liked.

One night, the blue-eyed man invited you for a walk. You thought it was late, but if you can't sleep, why not go?

You came out of the building to meet him, and you hugged each other in a friendly way. Everything started out calmly.

Suddenly, a brown-haired man with a cigarette appeared from around the corner. He noticed you and immediately walked towards you.

"Hey, Meladze, I see you've grown too much. Going out at night? Let's go talk."

Goga kissed you on the cheek and walked over to Ruslan. You sat down on the bench and waited. At first, they were quietly discussing something, but then Ruslan started talking louder, and Goga stopped smiling.

At some point, Ruslan suddenly punched Goga in the stomach. He doubled over in pain, but almost immediately got into a fighting stance. You froze, your heart pounding, and your hands began to shake.

• Boys, calm down!

They acted like they didn't hear you. Ruslan went for Goga again, and he started fighting back. They pushed, cursed, and hit each other. You were afraid someone would get seriously hurt, so you ran up to them and stood between them.

• You two idiots! What the hell are you doing?!

Ruslan chuckled and wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve. Goga was breathing heavily, trying to maintain his balance. You could see he was in pain.

Ruslan took a step towards you and looked straight into your eyes.

"Listen. You have a choice, Kisa. Either me or Goga. Choose."