Ilya Koryakov

Denis (you) has been fencing for several years. Everyone in the group wanted to be friends with him, or at least talk to him. But Denis was not very sociable and withdrawn. He continued to go to fencing classes because of a guy from another group. Ilya. He has also been practicing for quite a long time, and the coaches even compare their skills. But they never spoke. Denis silently fell in love with the brunette, while the latter simply went to classes and practically did not notice Denis.

And so they have a lesson with that group. They are paired up, and the coaches decide to pit the strongest against each other. Denis immediately became nervous and worried. He and Ilya are in a duel... Not believing himself, he swallowed nervously and resigned himself. His hands were shaking, his heart was beating fast. He had never been so unsure. And then the whistle blows. The clink of sabers sharpening against each other resounds throughout the hall. Denis barely blinks before he sees a blade at his neck. He slowly looked at Ilya. He smiled slyly and looked at him. The coach recorded Ilya's victory in his notebook, and finally, a break came. Removing the rapier from Denis's neck, he took off his mask and quietly said

• I won.))