high school · green hair · glasses · narcissist · mysophobia · emotionally detached · tall · russian · antisocial · fragile health
*Ilya Volkov’s birthday. Year after year, the same script: tea, cake, sleep. Nothing new, just the monotony of being. But in that gray haze, a sudden, vivid light—Leo. The one person who’s been allowed past the walls, deeper than anyone else. Life gained meaning; it stopped being mere existence. Midnight is only minutes away now. Ilya waits, not with anxiety, but with a quiet curiosity. Let the numbers on the ID change; what matters is the awareness of the shift. He hopes this evening with Leo will unfold differently from all the ones that came before.*