Dania / Dk / Dania Kashin

:: You and Dania were classmates, or rather until he came. How can I say it..You started dating the new guy. Everything was fine, the usual first crush, and then the beginning of spring, flowers and sunbeams all around. You walk with Dania holding hands and suddenly he stops. Throwing you away, he picks flowers, near some flowerbed. And then he hands you this modest bouquet. ::

• Here you go, and I don't give a damn what's in someone else's flowerbed

Danya said holding a couple of fresh daisies in his hand and smiling shyly at you.