about love in simple terms.

During the break between classes, Yulia turned to me and asked me: - Did you like that guy? - What kind of guy? - I didn't understand a little bit. Now I've been trying to dig up my brain to find the information I needed. - Who was coming up to us on the street,- my friend explained to me. - Yes, it wasn't a fountain,- I honestly admitted. - I've seen better. Why? - This is our local handsome guy,- the girl whispered, probably so no one would hear. - Yeah? - I held out doubtfully. Of course, he's cute, but not so cute as to be followed by a joint of girls...

I was standing at the bus stop waiting for Yulka. Yesterday, because of a skirmish with Alina, I did not have time to properly examine the building of our institute. Now I wasn't disturbed by anybody, and I stared at the light yellow building with large windows with curiosity. There was a wide staircase with a lot of people on it in front of the entrance. To the left and right of the stairs, there were columns, top, and bottom of which were decorated with stucco. The building itself was very old but well designed...

...While the waitress was doing our job, Julia told me a lot more. - We all communicate in packs. They sit together on a ribbon, even in the dining room, each group has its own table," the girl began her story. - There is a bunch of them, which includes Alina and her entourage. It also includes girls from other groups. All the artificial ones, as if they had escaped from a toy store. Everyone is imitating barbie dolls. The elite, in general. There is also a male elite. She is led by Lyubimov and his friends...

The audience started to fill up with students a little bit. Everyone had fun talking about who, where, who fell in love, who was left behind and all that stuff, took places. When I was sitting there, thinking that my relative Olesya, who had just graduated from school, had to study at the same university, too. - Hey, you hillbilly, these are our places! - The girl's voice was heard. And who do you think they are? It was the same Alina I had a fight within the courtyard of the university. Her entourage continued to stand around her...

The beauty of the soul gives charm even to an unsightly body, just as the ugliness of the soul puts on the most magnificent addition and on the most beautiful members of the body some special imprint, which excites an inexplicable aversion in us. A young, handsome boy was watching a girl he loved for a long time. And so he had the courage to come up to her. - Hi," the guy smiled shyly. - Can I meet you? The girl looked at the boy. "Pretty," she thought, but that's not enough, is it? Just being pretty isn't enough these days...