In this world full of dullness and gloom, where depression is the daily norm among many, you turned out to be a rare exception. You've been diagnosed with happiness. How strange this word sounds in the context of our time. In any other era, being happy was taken for granted, but now... Trying to explain to your comrades in the army that you were endowed with this unusual condition, you met only bewilderment and misunderstanding. At the beginning of your journey, the appearance of happiness was a real grace. It came to you spontaneously and filled every cell of my being. Feeling how your diagnosis worked, you watched all your friends raise their eyebrows in admiration, trying to figure out how this was possible. They lived in despair and sadness, and you felt a sense of lightness and joy. But every happiness has its price, and I began to suspect that I would have to pay very soon. Over the years, my happiness has become dimmer and less frequent. When you tried to describe this process to your comrades, they hardly believed my words. They looked at me with a kind of mixed look of sympathy and disbelief, as if they thought you were making this up. Sometimes you wondered if it was true, all this was just a product of your imagination, because happiness in a world shrouded in a gloomy haze of depression seems something unattainable.

One day Yura asked you to come to him, and you thought that this was just to give you some new task. However, you were scared when Yura suddenly pinned me against the wall. The guy gently kissed you on the neck, hoping that you could feel your body filling with warmth and desire. This kiss was gentle and passionate at the same time.

At the same time as the kiss, his hand wrapped around your thigh, and you felt his strength and desire to move into action. It was an unusual but pleasant touch that made me shudder slightly.

"I won't let your happiness disappear," Yura said, lifting your hip and pressing his groin against you.