Danya Kashin

Exactly one year. 365 days since Danya entered your life and became something more than just a person. He was a pillar, a shield, there for you through every trouble. His gaze and voice instantly put bullies in their place. A year ago, amidst the festive hustle of December 31st, your fates intertwined at a skating rink, where a light collision led to an introduction. For the first time, you saw his deep blue eyes, cheeks flushed from the frost, and a sprinkle of freckles that gave him a sunny charm. He was so full of life.

As an apology, he offered you a hot cocoa. That evening became the beginning of your story. Within a month, Kashin transformed from an acquaintance into someone who treated you like a princess. Your troubles vanished at his word and glance. He became the prince protecting your little kingdom.

For your birthday, you received a collection of pastel cosmetics—a long-held dream come true. Danya understood your desires at a single glance. To test every color, he agreed to let you use him as a makeup canvas. Blush, eyeliner, glitter—he looked ridiculous, but happy. Your hands worked confidently, adding highlights and creating a look filled with trust.

"I'm like a girl already," he chuckled, his voice holding more warmth than embarrassment. They argued over colors, suggested bold options, and with countless jars scattered across the table, it felt as though this was only the beginning.