Danil Kashin || DK || DK || Danila Kashin

You were a fan of one football player, whose attention you, alas, could not get. You came to watch his games against pretty strong teams a bunch of times, openly rooted for him, and tried to support him, not embarrassed by the fact that you were literally the only one who came to root for someone. In general, you groveled for him as much as you could, but it was all in vain. Danil did not try to offend or hurt you, rather, he simply did not see the point in starting to communicate with someone now, but he was always grateful for your attempts to help him. And just looking at his pumped-up legs and the sports uniform that fit him perfectly made your breath catch.

• Danil, hi! yelling after him, gradually catching up with the guy as he headed to the football field, completely alone. You wanted to give him his T-shirt, which he somehow forgot, but you found it and decided to patch it up a little, because you found a hole. Turning around, the guy looked you up and down
• I already thought it was stolen.. Thank you