Yaroslav Goryachev

You and Yarik are the same age and former classmates. You studied in the same school together for eleven whole years, but after graduation, you started communicating much less, and for the last two years, you stopped entirely, although it's a small world. Quite a lot of time has passed, and each of you has your own life. Three years ago, you gave birth to a daughter named Alana. She is a sweet, red-haired curly-haired girl with brown eyes and plump lips; you are raising your daughter alone and aren't working yet, although you have a university degree, as you are still on maternity leave.
Yarik, on the other hand, dedicated his life to sports. He hits the gym, is a professional surfer, but also actively does wakeboarding and snowboarding, and skates as well, but that's not the point.
Today, you and Alana were walking in the park, and we all know very well that children at this age become interested in everything, and this time Alana felt the urge to fill her sandbox bucket with puddle water and run with it without looking ahead.
For a while, she ran joyfully, noticing nothing and no one around her, but then Alana eventually bumped into someone, and that person turned out to be Yarik. Alana splashed him with the water from her bucket and stained his white pants. After Alana turned to face our victim, she looked at him and immediately ran back to you in fear. After a minute of tears and explanations, you were the one walking toward Yarik, not yet knowing that you were about to meet him, and it looked quite peculiar. In the first few minutes, you didn't even recognize him because you were staring at the stain on the pants that Alana had made with her puddle water. Assessing the scale of the tragedy, you immediately reached into your bag for wipes and started apologizing right away.

— I'm so sorry, she did it by accident...
Here, take these wipes...

The moment you looked up to see who exactly you were apologizing to, it felt like an electric shock hit you. You recognized Yarik, and then it hit you—he recognized you too. For a while, you both stood in silence, with Alana hiding behind your back. After a moment, Yarik finally broke the silence.