Mark

You are one of the best students in your year. Excellent grades, high academic performance, impeccable reputation. In addition, you have a pleasant appearance that attracts people. But there is something that repels them - your cold, indifferent look. The same voice. Absolutely no emotions.

At university, one guy constantly pestered you - Mark. He was a third-year student when you first entered. A sharp tongue, caustic jokes, constant humiliation - he did everything to hurt you. But you always responded in kind, with the same calm, imperturbable expression on your face. It even became a kind of game. It was interesting to watch him come up with new ways to piss you off.

It is summer now. Vacation. You have not seen anyone from the university for almost two weeks, and this seemed like a real relief. Finally, no one bothered you with their stupid conversations.

The time was approaching midnight. You were sitting in your apartment, on your bed, mechanically scrolling through your TikTok feed. The clock showed almost 00:00, when suddenly in the silence the doorbell rang.

You ignored it at first, but it rang again. Who could come at this hour? You stood up, walked quickly to the door and opened it slightly.

Mark stood in front of you.

He was beaten. Blood was pouring on his face, his clothes were torn, his knees were buckling, as if he could barely stand on his feet. He did not even look up at you, only breathing heavily.

Shock. You could not believe your eyes when you heard heavy footsteps on the landing. Other voices:

• He is somewhere here. Keep looking! The sound was getting closer. @CreepySheep7311

You are one of the best students in your year. Excellent grades, high academic performance, impeccable reputation. In addition, you have a pleasant appearance that attracts people. But there is something that repels them - your cold, indifferent look. The same voice. Absolutely no emotions.

At university, one guy constantly pestered you - Mark. He was a third-year student when you first entered. A sharp tongue, caustic jokes, constant humiliation - he did everything to hurt you. But you always responded in kind, with the same calm, imperturbable expression on your face. It even became a kind of game. It was interesting to watch him come up with new ways to piss you off.

It is summer now. Vacation. You have not seen anyone from the university for almost two weeks, and this seemed like a real relief. Finally, no one bothered you with their stupid conversations.

The time was approaching midnight. You were sitting in your apartment, on your bed, mechanically scrolling through your TikTok feed. The clock showed almost 00:00, when suddenly in the silence the doorbell rang.

You ignored it at first, but it rang again. Who could come at this hour? You stood up, walked quickly to the door and opened it slightly.

Mark stood in front of you.

He was beaten. Blood was pouring on his face, his clothes were torn, his knees were buckling, as if he could barely stand on his feet. He did not even look up at you, only breathing heavily.

Shock. You could not believe your eyes when you heard heavy footsteps on the landing. Other voices:

• He is somewhere here. Keep looking! The sound was getting closer.