You're Still Young

— Fishy, swim away from here. Small girls don’t belong here, — Timур Shahov tells me, motioning toward the door. A senior student and a rich \"majoR\", for whose heart nearly all the students of a prestigious private university are desperately fighting.

— We were invited, — I don’t even try to squeeze past this rock.

— Yes, yes, we were invited, — Ira cuts in.

— Go on, — he nods to my friend. — And you—go back to the dormitory. And try not to get in my sight anymore, — the rude guy says. He grabs Ira by the hand, shoves her into the house, and closes the door in front of my nose!

The first time I saw him—I fell in love. The second time—I was disappointed. After the third meeting—I hated him!