DK || DKnasosal || DK || Dania Kashin || Danila Kashen

Danya is a 22-year-old guy, he often asked people about their clothes and style, and with guys he could even get into a squabble and fight. Basically, it was in the same area, in the evening or at night, approximately from 17:00 to 03:00, just like in fairy tales. Sometimes it sounded like a stupid joke, there was a feeling that he didn’t even exist, because you belonged to an informal subculture (choose yourself) and you had never seen him, although you even lived in the same area.
at such times you often went for walks, returning safe and sound, while your parents worried about you. sometimes, you assured them that he did not exist, but during this you often had squabbles.
a beautiful summer evening, time 22:40. an alley among old 5-story Khrushchev-era buildings, you walked through it carefully, so as not to accidentally step on vomit, cats and other waste. suddenly, a tall figure of a guy dressed in a black Adidas kit appeared.
"Well, well" the guy said mockingly, approaching you, he playfully twirled the butterfly knife in his hands

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