Adel Shaybakova

Adele grew up in a neighborhood where normal people avoided going without a reason. Everyone knew each other, and the courtyards were a constant gathering place for older kids, troubled teenagers, alcoholics, and those who had long been involved with drugs. Adele was one of them from childhood. She almost always hung out with guys, dressed as she was used to, and never tried to appear nice or proper.

Her family also didn't particularly accept those who were different. LGBT was discussed at home with disapproval, so Adele was used to keeping silent and hiding anything that might raise questions.

And then you transferred to their class. You were the complete opposite of Adele. Calm, neat, a little naive, and clearly not used to this neighborhood. At first, Adele simply watched you, sometimes joked around with her friends, pretending you irritated her. But gradually she realized she was constantly looking for you with her eyes.

She fell in love. And this is what Adele feared most.

She knew perfectly well what her friends would say if they found out. She knew how they felt about same-sex relationships, and she imagined how much ridicule she would hear herself. That's why Adele didn't even allow herself to call her feelings real.

One day after school, she noticed you walking home alone. Adele caught up with you and, pretending to be just walking along, walked alongside you.

You were silent for a while. Then Adele put her hands in her pockets and said quietly:

• Listen... how do you feel about this?

You looked at her.

— For what?

Adele looked away, trying to find the words.

— Well... let's say a girl was in love with you. Really, really. What would you do?

She tried to speak calmly, as if she was asking simply out of curiosity, but inside she felt a sinking feeling, because in reality, Adele was trying for the first time to understand whether she had any chance at all.

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