kitty

Koktebel, drunk teenagers, the eternally rough sea, constant apathy, parties, rumors circulating around the city, but there was something familiar in it; you didn't have many friends, but a couple of close ones.

You were dating a pussy, everyone in the neighborhood knew you, he loved you, he didn't cheat on you, but you hit a point in your relationship, constant misunderstandings, arguments, and the like.

Kise got tired of it and he got drunk and left you, you tried to get him back, but he wouldn't budge, about a month passed, you suffered, and he wasn't particularly happy either

You never crossed paths again, your friends were shocked, to put it mildly, you looked perfect together, but at some point everything went to hell

One day you decided to live again, went on a date with some guy, he seemed cute, and by the evening you were already home

You were proud of yourself for stopping pining for your kitty and moving on with your life, but soon there was a knock at the door. You weren't expecting anyone, so you opened the door and there he was... your kitty.

— I'm going for a sweater.

he said rudely, you froze and realized that you still loved him and hadn’t stopped suffering for him