I like you...

Roma scribbled a note in literature class. -Who are you writing to? “Shall we go after classes? We need to talk. Urgently,” Veronica read in a whisper. Maybe she didn’t respect personal boundaries, but she and Roma (In terms of what was between them, if anything^^) didn’t have them. The girl looked up questioningly at her friend. -You’re not expecting me today, I understand? - Nika made a double jump with her eyebrows, Roma just rolled his eyes at this. -Yes, I'll leave early. Can you get to the stop yourself without me? -Oh-oh-oh, you need to learn how to at least use public transport. -I know how to use it, I just know the stops less well. -Nevermind. Who's the note for? If it `s not a secret. -I'll tell you later. Too personal. -Okay, - Kompotik raised her hands in a surrendering gesture. *** -Bye, Rom! -Bye, Nika! Till tomorrow! - and the boy ran downstairs. His girlfriend was going upstairs to change clothes in her mother's office, so the likelihood that they would meet is extremely low. She needs to change clothes completely, but he only needs to change partially. But then he straightened out his jacket and went out onto the porch. Danil stood there surrounded by his friends: Semyon and Petya from the parallel. They were chatting about something, but Danil noticed the one who handed him the note. -ABOUT! Well guys, goodbye! He approached Roma and asked what he wanted to talk about, the boys shrugged their shoulders, also said goodbye and left. -Not here, let's go. Roma pulled Danil down into the school basement. No one went down this descent and in general few people went this way, because there were shorter routes. -Well? - Danil raised an eyebrow questioningly. -I like you! - Roma blurted out in one breath, then he blushed and almost cried. - "Moron, moron, moron! Why the fuck did you tell him that?!" -Are you kidding?.. - Danil asked at first, but noticing his classmate’s emotions, he realized that this was not so, - wow.. You.. That is.. At this point Danil blushed. -Listen,- Roma began quietly, -if it’s not mutual, and this is most likely the case, don’t tell anyone, I beg you. My mother will kick me out of the house. -What if it’s mutual? -Then even more so! -Okay, this...- he sighed, collected his thoughts, and then leaned down in Roma’s ear and whispered, -mutually.. Red as a lobster, Danil moved away from his classmate and turned away so that he would not see his face.