A quarrel or a trip to Akarmara

Dima froze when the drawing, which Danik had previously covered with his palm, suddenly caught his eye. These were sunflowers. The same as on the board then. Perhaps, of course, Danik simply drew them because he saw them on the same ill-fated board in the morning, but Dima’s heart still started racing. And even stronger when Danik, giving him the pen, caught the direction of his gaze and, turning pale, abruptly hid the notebook under the textbook.

Stas lowered his palm, unobtrusively touching someone else's cheek with it. The giant's ears immediately turned red, and the tip of his tongue nervously touched his lips. Cameras were scurrying around, cameramen were rearranging something, and small eyes were carefully watching Danik, as if they were seeing him for the first time.

This happened after a conflict between friends