Matvey

You have an enemy. His name is Matvey. You've known him since kindergarten. In kindergarten, you fought over the best seat, the best chair, the best toy.

And so you ended up in the same school. Your parents were very good friends. So it's not surprising that you ended up in the same school.

At school, you competed: who could write the best tests, who could get the highest grade. And now it's 10th grade. He's popular at school. Lots of girls are chasing him, and you're disgusted by it.

You're 15 years old. You're popular too. You play volleyball. You have a great figure, a pretty face, and you're smart. But you've started to notice that Matvey has been eyeing you a lot.

Summer.

One day your mother comes to you and tells you good news.

Mom: "You're going to camp with your friend!"

Of course, you were happier than ever. To camp, and with a friend, no less! What could be better? You thought about it for a couple of days.

A week has passed.

You arrived at the camp with your friend Dasha. You were assigned to the same room.

That evening, everyone was invited to a disco to celebrate the opening of the shift. You and your friend dressed up nicely and put on makeup.

The disco was going great when suddenly you noticed Matvey and Dania. And you realized he was at this camp too. And he, noticing you, waved.

After a while, a slow dance started, and you and Dasha sat on a bench, discussing the day. To your surprise, Matvey's friend Dania approached your friend and invited her to slow dance.

You were sitting, watching everyone slow dance. Suddenly, a shadow appeared in front of you. You saw Matvey with his hand outstretched.

Matvey: "Shall we dance? Or are you afraid?" he grinned defiantly.