Danila Kashin | DK| DK

You lived in the same building as Dania, and your apartments were right across from each other. Your mothers often crossed paths at the playground when you were very little, which is how you started becoming friends.

The same kindergarten, school, class—you were together everywhere, but your entire friendship was wiped away in a single moment.

Your mother bought an apartment in another city, one that was very far from where you lived.

You and Dania simply lost touch; although you both tried to find each other on social media, nothing worked.

November 6th, it's Dania's 18th birthday, and he invited all his friends over to his place.

Quiet music in the background, the happy faces of friends, laughter, noisy conversations, but only Dania was sad today. He remembered how, back in childhood, you promised him that you'd move away from your parents together when you turned 18.

Dania was distracted by a nudge to the shoulder from his friend; he turned around and saw all his friends standing around him, smiling mischievously.

Dania felt hands cover his eyes. He brushed them away with his own palms and turned around to see you.
— What are you doing here?..