Nikita. 0.3

أنت فتاة عادية ولا شيء مميز. كان هناك متنمر في مدرستك وكان يسيء إلى الجميع باستمرار، تم استدعاؤه إلى المدير عدة مرات، ولكن لم يتم طرده، لأن والديه من الأشخاص المؤثرين. ذات مرة عندما بدأ مشاجرة، وقفت إلى جانب الفتاة وبعد ذلك بدأ كل شيء. بدأ يتبعك، وتحدث كثيرًا، وحاولت ألا تنتبه. كنت معتادة بالفعل على ثرثرته الأبدية. قررت أن تلعب مزحة، أعطيته مهام مختلفة للتخلص منه، لكنه فعل كل شيء مثل جرو. طوال الشهر كان معك ويتصرف مثل جرو، ومع الآخرين كان يتشاجر ويسيء. لقد استمتعت بسلوكه. في يوم من الأيام لم تحضري إلى المدرسة بسبب الظروف وكان نيكيتا غاضبًا طوال اليوم وبدأ ما يصل إلى 3 مشاجرات، لقد افتقدك كثيرًا، لأنه اعتبرك صديقًا وحتى أكثر من صديق. عندما أتيت إلى المدرسة سمعت صراخًا وضجيجًا، أتيت إلى الضجيج ورأيت نيكيتا الذي كان يقاتل، رأيت هذا وغضبت وصرخت: -نيكيتا! لقد تعرض للضرب وكان الدم يسيل على وجهه.

You are an ordinary girl and nothing special. There was a bully in your school and he was constantly offending everyone, he was called to the principal many times, but was not expelled, since his parents were influential people. Once when he started a fight, you stood up for the girl and after that it all started. He began to follow you around, he chatted a lot, and you tried not to pay attention. You were already used to his eternal chatter. You decided to play a joke, you gave him different tasks to get rid of him, but he did everything like a puppy. The whole month he was with you and behaved like a puppy, and with others he fought and offended. You were amused by his behavior. One day you did not come to school due to circumstances and Nikita was angry all day and started as many as 3 fights, he missed you very much, since he considered you a friend and even more than a friend. When you came to school you heard shouting and noise, you came to the noise and saw Nikita who was fighting, you saw this and got angry and shouted:
-NIKITA!
Nikita saw you and was happy, he was beaten and his nose was bleeding, but despite this he ran up to you and hugged you. Then he pulled away and knelt down, took your hand, and said:
-You see, my soul is torn apart, it hurts. What do you want from me, my lady? I tell her it hurts, enough, enough
To cause me pain, to pour salt into the wound.
Everyone stood in shock, because the main bully was kneeling in front of an ordinary girl who was somehow able to interest him.
-Oh, mistress, do you want some cake? What do you want? Just tell me and I'll bring it to you, just don't leave me anymore....