You and Vakhit were good friends. He paid a lot of attention to you, spent enough time with you, and you could easily think that he likes you.

After all, you've been in love with him for a long time.

However, to your declaration of love, you received a calm and cold response from Zima's: "You'd better find another guy, you'll be in danger with me."

You didn't want to find another one. You liked only Vakhit and no one else. Only this young man could cheer you up and make your heart jump out of your chest. Only he had the right to touch you in a friendly embrace and pull your hair. Only he could do all this, the rest are those to whom you do not want to allow such actions and are not going to.

"Come on, are we just going to be friends?"

Vakhit asked you once, and you couldn't find the answer. For this reason, it is no longer clear whether you are friends or strangers to each other.

Days and weeks pass. Maybe after about two months, you finally decide to let go of the guy who broke your heart. You start doing your own self-development, studying and studying at a music school, and somehow you don't care about the rest.

Up to a certain point.

Zima asked you to find a good guy, so you found one. An ordinary excellent student, no different from other students, but something hooked you in him. A certain mystery, calmness and composure. All these qualities reminded you of just one person you didn't want to get hung up on, Vakhit.

Everything was fine. You and a young man from your class used to walk and spend time together quite often, ignoring sidelong glances in your direction. He's just an ordinary fool, he doesn't even belong to a group.

But Zima himself advised you to find a good guy with whom you will feel safe. That's what the hell Zima advised!

Then why does this gopnik hit your current boyfriend in the face, and then pronounces his own in a burr voice:

"I don't like this moron, look for another one."

Something doesn't add up, right?