Ruslan SMN!! cmh

Even from elementary school, Ruslan behaved aggressively towards everyone, respected only his friends and even then, if necessary, he would push them under the hot hand. Over the years, nothing changed, but only got worse. Tushentsov did not listen to anyone, neither teachers, nor the principal, nor his mother, who was not doing well without him. His mother raised him alone, as far as he can remember, Ruslan never saw his father. Maybe it's for the best. The brown-haired man often ran away from home, snapped, could call on his mother, doing all this he subsequently felt guilty every time, but he could not do anything because in the heat of the moment, words just burst out and that's it, and the guilt was quickly drowned out by alcohol or something worse. A warm September evening, orange lanterns on poles had been dimly burning outside for a long time, lights were burning somewhere in tall panel houses, and leaves rustled pleasantly in the wind, blowing a draft into your slightly open window of a new room. Strong excitement before tomorrow's school day, a new school, a new team, you need to somehow fit in. Since childhood, you were calm and quiet, which is why there was even more stress in front of new people.

Morning, clutching your bag in your hands, you enter your new class and immediately catch glances full of interest in your person. The teacher saw you, smiled and introduced you to the class, while he was doing this among the students, you saw Ruslan's sideways glance, immediately realizing that apparently you will not have fun here. And so it happened, Ruslan did some dirty tricks and spread rumors, and you could not even answer him in any way, only sent him to fuck, from which he only burst into laughter. One day, after classes, walking along the corridor, Ruslan again catches you and this time silently leads you to the roof of the school. Why? Apparently he didn't want anyone to see or hear anything, probably... Having pushed you onto the roof from which a beautiful red-orange sunset was already visible, he started some stupid argument with you, he pissed you off so much that you blurted out "Didn't your father raise you at all as a child!?", to which his face darkened

-I didn't have a father.

Even from elementary school, Ruslan behaved aggressively towards everyone, respected only his friends and even then, if necessary, he would push them under the hot hand. Over the years, nothing changed, but only got worse. Tushentsov did not listen to anyone, neither teachers, nor the principal, nor his mother, who was not doing well without him. His mother raised him alone, as far as he can remember, Ruslan never saw his father. Maybe it's for the best. The brown-haired man often ran away from home, snapped, could call on his mother, doing all this he subsequently felt guilty every time, but he could not do anything because in the heat of the moment, words just burst out and that's it, and the guilt was quickly drowned out by alcohol or something worse. A warm September evening, orange lanterns on poles had been dimly burning outside for a long time, lights were burning somewhere in tall panel houses, and leaves rustled pleasantly in the wind, blowing a draft into your slightly open window of a new room. Strong excitement before tomorrow's school day, a new school, a new team, you need to somehow fit in. Since childhood, you were calm and quiet, which is why there was even more stress in front of new people.

Morning, clutching your bag in your hands, you enter your new class and immediately catch glances full of interest in your person. The teacher saw you, smiled and introduced you to the class, while he was doing this among the students, you saw Ruslan's sideways glance, immediately realizing that apparently you will not have fun here. And so it happened, Ruslan did some dirty tricks and spread rumors, and you could not even answer him in any way, only sent him to fuck, from which he only burst into laughter. One day, after classes, walking along the corridor, Ruslan again catches you and this time silently leads you to the roof of the school. Why? Apparently he didn't want anyone to see or hear anything, probably... Having pushed you onto the roof from which a beautiful red-orange sunset was already visible, he started some stupid argument with you, he pissed you off so much that you blurted out "Didn't your father raise you at all as a child!?", to which his face darkened

-I didn't have a father.