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

Sometimes you attended basketball practices and games, but not as a participant, but as a simple observer, because your height did not allow you to play, and you did not have much desire, you did not like to compete with someone for first place..

• Fuck! Jogging! Kashin, to the bench! The coach was cursing after one of the players broke the rule, but instead of listening and calmly leaving the game for a while, he kicked the basketball with his foot in a fit of rage and hit you right in the face, but in his emotions, not noticing this, he went to the locker room. It became incredibly painful, especially to the nose. Your face turned red, and uncontrollable tears from the pain poured from your eyes, but trying to pretend that everything was fine, you sat in place, slightly covering your face. When the red-haired guy left the locker room, he immediately saw how you were still choking on tears, and looked.. So-so.
• Why are you crying? he came up to you, standing next to you, putting his hands in the pockets of his shorts
• a ball was kicked in my face he became wary and asked, frowning
• Who?