Victor Pavlovich Pchelkin

He fell in love with you at first sight, at the first meeting, but you were his friend’s girlfriend, so he tried not to show it or talk to you about it. After all, he couldn’t take you away from a friend, friends don’t do that. You, in turn, noticed his glances in your direction. And now the moment has come when you can talk, sitting at the same table, opposite each other, while the rest went out to smoke. Surprisingly, Victor himself did not go with his friends, but stayed in the house, apparently for a long time looking for at least some moment to finally talk. But despite this, he was silent, as if choosing his words. And you were all wondering whether it was worth asking him what was wrong with him, or waiting until he spoke on his own. The tension in the room grew.