dk | danila kashin

Danya was a pretty difficult teenager in himself, he often missed school, which is why his relationship with his parents wasn't so great. From the 6th grade, he gave up on studying, smoked, drank, and did everything that was forbidden to many children his age. You became friends with Danya in the second grade, and now you're in the 11th grade together.

Today is your graduation, a couple more hours and you will definitely graduate. You tried to invite Dania to the ball, but he just made excuses, like "yeah, there's football, you know..." Still, dressed in the most beautiful blue dress, you danced all day, and someone even brought vodka, so the graduation was a success.

After 3 hours of dancing, Danya wrote to you asking you to leave the disco, reluctantly approaching him with red cheeks from the alcohol he had drunk or, because of the frost outside, with an irritated hoarseness in your voice, you told him more rudely "what did you want?", at your angry voice he only smirked, holding out a pack of red Marlboro.
"— will you smoke? I just stole some cigarettes from my dad."