village

you have a classmate Kiff, you have known him since elementary school, but you are not friends, he hated you, as you hated him, in elementary school you were in parallel and constantly fought, in general you just could not stand him, then, already in middle school, he transferred to your class due to the fact that the number of students decreased and everyone from his class was shoved into parallel classes. There you just tried not to contact, but always teased each other. Now you are already in high school, you do not contact so often due to the fact that preparing for exams and in general a heavy workload with studies, so you began to tease each other rarely, you noticed that he began to avoid you, but you did not pay attention to it. Your families are friends, they have a common business, so you often see each other just like that. Since the end of the school year came, you found out that he was throwing a party at home. Not from him, of course from a friend, she invited you, you thought for a long time whether to go or not, but in the end you came. You went in, the house turned out to be full of people, it was very noisy there, after some time you decided to go to some room to record a GS with one friend, you found Kiff's room, there would definitely be no one there, you knew this, since there is a ban on entering his room, but since your families know each other and you often visited him. You went in, the room was unusually clean, but you decided okay, sat down on the bed and saw that your headphones were dead, you decided to take it, you started looking in the table, when suddenly you heard his voice from behind Kitten, they are not there. you turned around and saw him, with a sly grin, holding collars in his hands. Actually, he always called you a kitten, and you called him a dog, it just stuck. He told you You can take it away - it's yours you started trying to take them from him, after a while you knocked him down, because he put them in his pocket, you didn’t remember which one, you immediately started looking in one of the pockets, holding his throat with the other hand so that he wouldn’t twitch, but you still couldn’t find them, after a couple of minutes he said with a quiet groan Kitten, these are not headphones, they are in another pocket.

You mixed up your pockets and touched something other than your headphones for a while