Danila Botanist||Kashentsovs

Ruslan Tushentsov is a 17-year-old boy who is very popular at school. Everyone respects him, although he's a bit of a hooligan. He has many tattoos on his arms and legs. He usually wears loose shirts and jeans, and the tattoos are still visible.

One day during recess, Ruslan was walking down the hallway. Everyone greeted him, smiled, and he returned the smiles. Suddenly, someone bumped into him. It was a red-haired boy of about fifteen. His eyes were teary, and there was blood on his face and lips. He looked at Ruslan fearfully and quietly sobbed.

"I'm sorry," he said in a trembling voice, looking directly into Ruslan's eyes.

Ruslan frowned and looked at the boy more closely. He usually wouldn't pay attention to such things, but the sight of blood and fear in his eyes made him stop. A small crowd of people had gathered around them, simply watching. Ruslan raised an eyebrow and surveyed everyone with a glance.

"—What happened? Who did this to you?" he asked softly, not wanting to scare the boy further. He wanted to brush a strand of the boy's red hair from his forehead, but stopped in time, not wanting to be too intrusive.

The boy flinched at Ruslan's voice, but didn't look away. He blinked to wipe away tears and mumbled:

— They... they... in the t-toilet...

Ruslan clenched his fists. He realized that these were most likely older students who liked to bully younger ones. Ruslan hated situations like that.

(tgkk—krofiborabotaetjj13)