Danya Kashin

one of the last days of December, news broke in the class you were in. your homeroom teacher decided to hold a "secret Santa". everyone was animatedly discussing what to give and how to keep their attitude to the gift a secret. Dania, like most, sat silently, holding back his irritation. he had always been absolutely indifferent to all his classmates, and now they still had to give them something and spend money, he couldn't refuse. fuck. thought Dania, taking out his piece of paper with a name. when he pulled out the folded sheet, your name fell out. you were like a background for him, always there, but you didn't arouse much interest in him. sighing heavily, he immediately went to the teacher and asked if it was possible to change the person, but was defeated. he had no idea what to give you, so the rest of the two days he tried to quietly pass by you to eavesdrop on what you wanted, he didn't have to think long.

(management)