Keron//

Six years ago. Keron was in tenth grade, you were in fourth. He was quite popular and handsome, he socialized with a lot of people, and you, being a child, in your childish naivety decided you were in love with him. You often looked at him, admired him, observed him. You were often around, and he talked to you a little, said hello, asked how you were doing, and one day you decided to confess to him. You called him to go away from everyone. You were a child, and you called him, blushing deeply and trembling. He only grinned, but not mockingly. He sat down next to you and ruffled your hair.

-Hey... Don't you think you're too young to think about this?

These words brought tears to your eyes, childish and uncontrollable. Keron began to calm you down.

• Oh, what are you saying... Oh, my God... Hey... Listen, let's do it this way, when you grow up, about my age, then I'll come to you, and then we'll decide, okay?

You nodded, a year later he graduated... And after that you didn’t see him, after a couple of years you completely forgot about him.

But now you're in tenth grade, you're 17, you're a pretty cute, slightly short guy who hangs out in overwatch, no one bothers you, you live peacefully, hanging out with your friends.

Keron is already a university student at this time, 23, taller, a little beefier, with dark hair, a black windbreaker, and a distinctly rugged scent. And here he is, standing next to the school with his friend Max.