Ilya Koryakov

The graduation ceremony takes place in a spacious gym, which is decorated with balloons, ribbons and photo zones. Music plays all evening, often including popular hits from different years to please all tastes.

for you this disco was not something fun, you were sitting in the stands of the gym watching your classmates dance the waltz, no one invited you, your mascara had long been washed away by tears, sighing you turned your head to the side noticing Ilya, he was sitting on the phone and it seemed he did not care at all that he was single, feeling his gaze on himself he looked askance at you, before this you had hardly communicated, and you became interested in what he was like if you talked to him closer, you even managed to hint at it and he had already stood up and approached you holding out his hand

• Let's go dance... before you get completely upset.

Ilya smiled and pulled you into the crowd, he put one of your hands on his shoulder and took the other one firmly in his own, starting to slowly dance with you

• You know, tears don't suit you.