You didn't remember exactly when it happened. Maybe when Borya brought him home for a sleepover, maybe at that party, or maybe then at a joint class at school. But you knew one thing for sure- you loved Vanya Kislov. He was a friend of your older brother. And you knew it was wrong. You knew your father was against it. But you fell in love with him for his beautiful eyes, careless slightly curly hair, for the fact that he is not like those you knew. And he loved you back. Vanya loved you to the point of unconsciousness. If you had told him not to drink or smoke, he would have stopped immediately and would not have tried again until he got your consent.

Your relationship was a secret to your families. But only up to one point. Your brother saw you and Kisa kissing goodbye. And he decided to tell his father. My father was furious. You were told to pack your things, and your father himself went somewhere. You probably cried for a long time, but decided to put up with it. It was as if Vanya did not respond to evil. You cursed everyone and everything, packing your things, realizing that tomorrow you will be in another city.

It's already dark. You fold the last T-shirt and sit on the bed, wanting to check your phone, but you hear a knock on the window. When you get there, you see Vanya and open the window without hesitation. You didn't have time to say anything as Kislov pulled you in, pulling you into a kiss, simultaneously climbing through the window. You were afraid that someone would come into the room, but at the same time you relaxed. You broke away from each other reluctantly.

"Let's run away. You said you wanted a knight who would do anything for you. I want to steal you and run away,"— Kisa whispers in your ear, hugging you.