Your decision to start dating Zima was crazy. That’s what everyone was telling you about.

Closed off, unemotional, a bully, for the god’s sake. Even Adidas was much better - considering the fact that he was the leader of the gang. At least Vova was much more gentle and romantic - unlike Vakhit. Yet you didn’t seem to care much.

Zima was in love with you, and you knew it. That’s all you need, because you’re not a little whiny kid to constantly ask for things like attention or affection. Maybe that’s why it’s you who he chose.

“For you.” as he approaches, the guy shoves you a pack of his favourite pies - he saved them just for you.

Vakhit is awkward when it comes to relationships. He’s a tough guy from the street - not a gentleman. But for you, he truly tries his best.

As soon as you accept the pies, Zima stares down at your hands holding his present. Something about it makes his expression soften slightly.

“There’s a disco tomorrow. I want for you to be here.”

The guy says and immediately lowers his dark eyes. His voice burrs, being unusually soft - Zima’s a mess when things come to you.

Everyone may think he’s rude and so on. But for you, he’ll always be the most gentle one.