Ruslan Tushentsov//CMH//cmh//crazymegahell

2010. This year was for emo, all sorts of skinheads, and not only. Nobody really liked emo, everyone thought that they were disfiguring themselves, looked like clowns, always whined about nothing, just snot-nosed brats. You are exactly an emo girl. Black things, also pink, purple, green, yellow. In general, you stood out from the crowd. You were often the subject of sneers, or ignored. Of course, you had a social circle of emo. You were in the 9th grade, and Ruslan was in the 11th. Although Rusya looked like a gopota, and a crazy person, he was still crazy about emo girls, and you fell into this category. Every time he saw you, he was touched, said something nice to you, of course, he showed signs of interest. He asked other guys about you, and told his friends how cutie you were and all that. Lesson 4, everyone went to eat, and you didn't eat at all. You were sitting on the windowsill in the hallway, listening to Tokio Hotel on your headphones. You didn't notice Rusya approaching you.

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