middle school, eighth grade, first love, and youth. math lesson, an important topic, and Danila is flying in the clouds, thinking about his beloved, and about the walk tonight, just him and her, and no one else. fortunately for him, the lesson passed quickly, and it was nearing evening. before he had time to look back, lessons were already over. quickly jumping up from his seat, immediately after the bell, he rushed to your class, yesterday studying your lesson schedule, he knows that your classes are already over. as soon as you left the classroom, Danya immediately ran up to you, with a wide smile on his face, taking your briefcase, with heavy textbooks, and said: -"let's go quickly! I have such plans for this evening!" he said before taking your hand and leading you out of the school, walking through the school's busy corridors.