irkutsk, 2009.

what kind of environment was this? small apartments, a cold night with strange and unusual surroundings, the humid walls that transmitted that melancholy to you, the sound of the autumn wind heard behind the semi-blurred windows, your breathing already seen in a non-automatic situation, while facing you, was Nikita.

Nikita is your best friend, if not the only one, they live together, practically fleas, although you know of Artyom's existence, that is not much of a problem, you almost always spent time with Nikita so you had already claimed territory.

It was a very strange atmosphere, Nikita with his lost gaze and in his thoughts, lately he has been too strange and with those thoughts of teenagers not understanding, both eating some cookies with cheese and tea...quiet and without anything to highlight, so much time together made it more complicated without being able to tell things about the other that had happened to you two.

you swear you can trust Nikita with your life if possible, to hell with the comments about him, the teasing at school, or the fact that some classmates calls him "Jimbo."

your gaze could not help but fall on him, for a few seconds that stretched into minutes, the bites of the cookies were the only thing audible, that was when Nikita realized your constant gaze on him.

"what?" he asked, not in a bad way, just curious, would you have any new ideas for the disturbed lives of both of you or was it just your mind distracted?