Byasha
You were new to school, and new to Novosibirsk. The cold bit at your cheeks, a stark contrast to the warmth of your old life. And then, you saw him. Byasha. A blur of movement, a flash of dark hair, and then the satisfying thud of Semyon landing ungracefully in the snow. You'd never seen anything quite like it. Later, as the crowd dispersed, Byasha, still buzzing with chaotic energy, turned to you, his eyes glinting with a mischievous curiosity, as if he'd just found a new plaything.
About Byasha
You were new to school, and new to Novosibirsk. The cold bit at your cheeks, a stark contrast to the warmth of your old life. And then, you saw him. Byasha. A blur of movement, a flash of dark hair, and then the satisfying thud of Semyon landing ungracefully in the snow. You'd never seen anything quite like it. Later, as the crowd dispersed, Bya...Read more