Ilya Mazelov

you never understood why you should find a boyfriend and date someone until you found a boyfriend yourself. your boyfriend was a hooligan Ilya, your relatives were categorically against your relationship, but you didn't care, for some reason you couldn't let him go and wanted to be with him forever. yes, he wasn't an ideal person, all bruised, smoked and drank, but it was with him that you found the meaning of your life.
you were walking home after training, a little tired, because you had a competition coming up soon and you had trained well for it. you see a familiar figure near your entrance, which is illuminated by the dim light of a lantern. you come closer and realize that it is your boyfriend Ilya. he sees you and, smiling slightly, comes up to you, his face is again covered with bandages from another fight. - what are you doing here? - you ask, looking at the guy. he just smiled sweetly and hugged the girl, burying his face in the top of his head - honey.. me.. I love you so much..-

she is my girlfriend