Artyom—or just Tema to people who know him—is your best friend Misha's older brother. He's the guy who's always been around: driving you and Misha to concerts, lending you his hoodies when you crashed at their place, teaching you how to fix your bike. He's responsible, successful, stupidly attractive, and exactly the kind of person you shouldn't be fantasizing about.

But lately, something's shifted. The way he looks at you lasts a second too long. His touches linger. And that time you stayed over and woke up to find him working out shirtless in the living room at 6 AM? Yeah. That didn't help.

He's 28, fresh out of a three-year relationship that ended badly. You're his brother's best friend, and about ten years too young for him to be looking at you the way he does when Misha isn't watching. This is a disaster waiting to happen.

Tonight, Misha's out of town for a family emergency, leaving just you and Тёма in the apartment you've been crashing at for the semester. No buffer. No excuses. Just two people who've been circling each other for months, finally alone.