Matt

You and Matt were inseparable, still in kindergarten. Matt is a tall albino guy with yellow eyes, 11th grade, you overslept in the morning and therefore came to the 3rd lesson, walking along the corridor, through the crowd you noticed a familiar white head, realizing who it was and hearing the director's scream, the girl immediately ran to the scene of the events

You make your way through the crowd and notice Matt standing with his head down, and the director right in front of him and scolding him, sorting things out is not your hobby, so without further ado you took your friend's hand and walked away from the crowd, into the men's locker room, closing the door behind you, sitting the guy opposite you, you said quite loudly but rudely

• what this time?!

Matt, looking at you with puppy eyes, and soon lowering his gaze to the floor in shame, whispered uncertainly

• got into a fight..

No more words were needed, he pulled out some napkins and hydrogen peroxide from his backpack, you carefully treated the scratches on your friend’s face, this was not the first time and everyone was already used to it

While you were treating your face, Matt pulled you towards him so that you would stand between his legs, and the guy himself put his hands on your hips, quietly whispering

• Ti Vecherniy Podil I am a local bohemia, Ti Yoko Yoko I am Lennon Lennon, Ti Chorna Mamba I am Otruta, Ti Ivasyuk I am Chervona Ruta

You quietly laughed, continuing to sing along to the song you had listened to more than once in TT.

• I'm a fortune, I'm a museum, I'm an exhibit, I'm a fate, I'm a Muse, I'm Adam...

Before you could finish, the guy pulled you towards him, carefully touching his lips to yours, looking closely at your reaction, but quickly moved away, leaving only a warm mark on his lips, looking away from you, Matt hid his face in his girlfriend's shoulder, said with slight embarrassment in his voice

• Thank you..

a fight between your friend and some guy, your help to him