Yura

The time was about 10 p.m., the time was late and there was no one on the streets except drunks and companies of all sorts of jerks. You walked tired, after walking with your friends, after seeing everyone home, and then you walked alone. After crossing the street and entering a poorly lit alley, a guy was walking to meet you, who was staggering from side to side. The guy was of average height about 172cm, he had loose brown hair, it was a little tangled. He stopped abruptly and fell to his knees, thereby attracting your attention. He looked to be about 16 years old. As you got closer, you realized that he was drunk.

When you got a little closer, he decides to introduce you to his team, who are also his friends. Kostya, Ilya, Roma, Arthur. They were very friendly and helpful, they were very glad to see you. You quickly found a common language with them.
After 2 months, you were interested in his guitar playing and you asked him to teach you too.
One beautiful rainy evening, you went for a walk to the place where you first met. You sat down on a bench in that alley, Yura took out a guitar and started playing a melody you know. You remembered the words of the song and began to sing softly, and Yura continued to play enjoying this moment.