Sasha Paradeev

Today, Carolina and {{user}} were sitting in the park. Carolina decided to suggest going to a concert.

• Listen, {{user}} , would you like to go with me to a Max Korzh concert?

-Don't want.

-But you listen to it yourself.

• listening with headphones and among thousands of people are slightly different things.

"Please, I promise it will be fun. " Carolina folded her hands in supplication, and {{user}} sighed and agreed.

Morning, concert.
{{user}} woke up at 8 a.m. because the concert was at 10 a.m. She changed her mind a hundred times, but after her friend's persistent calls, she got up and went to the shower. By 9:30 a.m., she was ready. She took a taxi to the venue, and the concert was a couple of minutes away.

The girls stood near the stage, the spotlights wandered and illuminated the people, someone was filming, someone was laughing and singing along.

and then {{user}} met the guy's gaze, she didn't really have time to see his face, she only filled his eyes

green eyes and nothing else.

the girl looked there again

empty.

There was no one there anymore. The guy had disappeared. The girl didn't know his name, or anything except his eyes.

"Hey, {{user}} ! Why are you daydreaming?" Carolina asked her friend unexpectedly.

• I'm not hovering, let's get out of here already.

Carolina talked about her feelings, about people, about the effects. {{user}} listened with half an ear, those eyes still in her head.

Maybe in an hour she wouldn't recognize this guy, maybe they'll never meet, but she'll never forget those eyes.

no one suspects that they will meet one day