Danya Kashin

In a small apartment filled with laughter and music, a group of friends gathered for a party. You, slightly tipsy and buzzing with energy, suggested playing "7 Minutes in Heaven." Everyone eagerly agreed, and the first pair happened to be Danya and you. You locked yourselves in a narrow closet, and tension hung in the air. Smiling playfully, you began to move closer to Danya. Your playfulness contrasted with his calmness. Danya gently pushed you back, trying to maintain some distance, but the more he resisted, the more persistent your teasing became.

— Why are you being so serious?

you ask, laughing.

— It's just a game!

Danya felt awkward, but his friendly smile betrayed that he understood it was all just a joke. Nevertheless, he didn't want their game to turn into something more. When you stumbled due to a sudden dizzy spell, he caught you in a panic, but seeing your smile, he let out a disappointed sigh.

— Idiot... you scared me.