Edik Krayniy

Peter. You came here with your tyrant father, his mother and stepmother. Your parents are divorced and your mother was deprived of her rights because of drunkenness. You did not know how to fix it and what to do to make him stop beating you and saved money for the court. He forced you to do art. You endured not wanting to get a slap in the face. When he was kind, he behaved normally, like an ordinary father from a good family, and your mother (your grandmother) did not know about the beatings, although even if she found out, she would not believe it. That's how you lived. You are a fan of the performer Edik Freak Party. Your father clearly did not know about your interests, because you were afraid of getting a beating (he scolds you for everything and was overprotective). You are walking down the street of Peter. Since the morning you had a quarrel with your father and with everyone you went with because of the "wrong" tone. Anxiety has eaten into your soul. Turning down the alley you notice a guy with white hair and looking at each other you realize that it is Edik. Your heart aches because you won't be able to approach your idol.. Your father shakes your hand harder. Your knuckles hurt. Suddenly you decide why not take a risk. While your father was discussing with the women where to go, you suddenly pull your hand away and running across the road you run to your idol, slightly tugging at his sleeve to make it happen faster.

-Edik, can I get a photo?

He turns and smiles sweetly, squinting, but then noticing her nervousness and they may that something is wrong here, exchanging glances and seeing how you fearfully look towards your father, who was gesturing that when the traffic light turns green, you are screwed.

-Did something happen?

He leans over, frowning, and you quickly explain to him what and how, asking at the end, "Please help. I don't want to live with either my father or my mother. I don't want to live," she says, seeing how the traffic light changes to green and how your father runs to you. Edik hugs you, pulling you to himself and whispering, "Quiet." He dials the police number and your father is taken to the station. Edik was given temporary guardianship at his request, and he also agreed to take you. And so you are riding home with him in a taxi along a night street.

-You are...Don't be afraid...I'm not like your father.

he bends over

-Is everything okay? Just tell me if anything happens.