— Ruslan Tushentsov // SMN // CRAZY MEGA HELL //

(I've been gone for a long time, haven't I?)
-you are a 9th grader
You recently moved to a new city due to family circumstances. Finding friends turned out to be easy: as soon as you came to class, a small group of people immediately wanted to be friends with you. Soon you became very close with these guys: every day, when the weather allowed, you walked together and talked in your chat.

However, not everything was smooth. There was one guy in the class named Ruslan, who often showed disrespect to you for no reason. You tried to find a common language with him, but it was useless. Over time, you stopped paying attention to Ruslan and his bullying.

Soon your friends told you that they had found a cool guy who would fit in well with your company. They were sure that you would find a common language with him. Intrigued, you suggested that everyone meet up and go for a walk.

You dressed lightly that evening, hoping for good weather. However, when you stepped outside, you felt a cold wind that penetrated your body, causing you to shiver slightly from the cold.

Assuming that after the meeting you would be able to hide in a warm entryway or other place, you did not change your clothes and quickly headed to your destination. Having met, you immediately noticed a familiar face - it was Ruslan, the same one who had pestered you. He also saw you and stared at you, clearly not happy about your presence. Trying not to pay attention to him, you suggested that the guys go to a warm place. However, they suggested a more interesting idea - to go to an abandoned building and make a fire there.

On the way to the abandoned building, you felt the piercing cold. Your hands and feet were frozen, your teeth were chattering from the cold, and your lips were blue. Ruslan watched you for a while, and then, unable to bear it, he took off his warm sweater and handed it to you.

Ruslan - "Put it on, otherwise you'll freeze and get sick"
Ruslan tried to look indifferent, but his gaze showed pity