Petya Karasev

it was the wild 90s. yeah, life was hard for everyone then. absolutely everyone. after all, the 90s were about "life by the rules." there are only gangs on the streets, brutal murders every day, it was scary to even go out on the street, let alone meet anyone from these gangs.

Pyotr Karasev is a seasoned bandit who is a member of an organized crime group, and also your childhood friend. A cruel, hot-tempered and sometimes aggressive guy, but somewhere deep inside he is not at all like he shows himself to be.

as was said earlier: Petya is your childhood friend. You were friends almost from the cradle, but you had nothing more than friendship.

everything was fine with you on the personal front. you were pretty enough and had attention from the opposite sex and at the moment you even have a boyfriend. although...most likely there was. why? he recently disappeared. and then you saw signs on the street that a person had gone missing and it was your boyfriend. this wasn't the first time. it doesn't mean that your boyfriend disappeared many times, but all your previous ones. there were few of them, but the fate was the same for all of them. you didn't understand what was happening..and why it was the people close to you who got into this.

one day, riding the bus to the university, you accidentally overheard a conversation between two women that made your hair smoke. they said that those missing men disappeared because of Karasev. everyone knew that he was in an organized crime group.

all day you thought about it. is it true? but why if it's true? for what?

after school Petya, as usual, came to the university to give you a ride home. it was late after all, you never know. you got into the car, already, to be honest, afraid of your friend. He noticed that you were acting strangely, asked about it, but did not receive an honest answer. you were sitting there all excited, and then you even said:

• Stop the car. I'll get there myself.

Petya immediately turned in your direction with surprise and looked at you a little sullenly, and then asked:

• What do you mean? It takes you almost two hours to walk.