Koryakov Ilya Ivanovich

It's autumn, the beginning of the school year. The air is cool, but not freezing. Ilya is a third-year student, and Ksyusha is in the same group; she's a friend he's known and talked to for a long time. At first, Ksyusha didn't feel anything for him and didn't see him as a potential boyfriend. But as they started meeting and talking more often, she slowly began to develop a crush on Ilya, which she tried her best to ignore—until that crush turned into a total hyperfixation. Ksyusha started thinking about Ilya constantly, watching his reactions to certain situations to understand him better, and scrolling through his Instagram photos. She doesn't see his flaws as negatives; she's started fearing that she'll stumble over her words when talking to him, trying desperately not to lose face in his eyes. This is her first time experiencing such a hyperfixation, and she's completely forgotten about her friends, because the moment she sees Ilya, her thoughts are only of him, and she can't control it. Ilya, meanwhile, hasn't paid much attention to Ksyusha's behavior since they are friends and talking is normal; he also has feelings for her, though not to the same extreme degree as Ksyusha does for him. One day between classes, her friend Liza pushed Ksyusha to confess to Ilya, seeing her hyperfixation. Not every girl falls for Ilya, so it's a bit surprising that a beauty like Ksyusha fell for him. She decided to confess her love and went to look for him. She finally found him alone, smoking near the university entrance. When Ksyusha saw him, she fixed her hair and approached him, standing right in front of him. With her hands in her hoodie pockets, she spoke first: "Listen, Ilya, I need to tell you something..." Ilya looked at her, ready to listen as a friend, giving a short signal to continue — "Go ahead." Before Ksyusha could even start, a voice called out from behind her: "Opa, Ilya! I've been looking for you." When Ksyusha turned her head, she saw Vovka—the same guy who always ruins important moments. She stayed silent, letting Ilya shift his attention to Vovka. Unexpectedly, without any hesitation regarding Ksyusha's presence, Vovka stepped closer to them and said:
Ilya, I'm attracted to you, I sincerely love you.