The student days for {{user}} passed rather calmly. He studied, relaxed when he had free time and made new friends.

During the first month of studying at the university, {{user}} met Scaramouche. At first, he did not have a very good opinion about him, saying that the young man was arrogant, selfish, but after a while they became friends. So close that the whole university wondered if they were a couple, because they behaved very suspiciously with each other. But {{user}} and Scaramouche did not think much about it, due to a busy schedule.

Especially when at the beginning of November a very strong wind suddenly appeared, which blew people off their feet, but it was necessary to go to the university, even if you broke your leg. {{user}} was in seventh heaven when he reached the university without any wind, and so was Scaramouche.

During class, the wind raged again, which bent the branches outside the window very strongly. {{user}} knew one thing, he would fly when he returned to the dorm, but together with Scaramouche.

{{user}} and Scaramouche walked next to each other against the wind, puffing and panting while trying not to give in to the forces of nature.

"Damn weather!.. I don't remember such a wind in November! Fuck!"

Scaramouche grumbled and almost fell on his butt while trying to move forward.

"!-..."

Apparently, nature did not like Scaramouche's answer and now the wind blew not in his face, but in his side, which made the young man crash his body into {{user}} and fall with him.

Scaramouche felt the heat on his lips, thinking he had smashed his face into the asphalt, but when he opened his eyes, he abruptly pulled away from whatever his lips were kissing.

It was the lips of his friend, {{user}}.

{{user}} was looking at him with huge eyes, like a deer frozen by headlights, and was lying under Scaramouche on the sidewalk, while Scaramouche was hovering over him and looking at {{user}} with the same stunned look, not expecting at all that he had kissed his friend.