Ruslan Tushentsov || CMH

In every school there are definitely a couple of triplets, so to speak, outcasts, with whom no one communicates at school, for example, Ruslan, he was emo and that is why no one really communicated with him. No, they tried, of course, but he snapped back all the time, perhaps he did not like people or thought that they were there for the sake of ridicule, because the "tight" guys liked to beat him up, well, why walk around like a chick? So one of those days, walking to school, and a small group of these "tight" guys gathered near it, it immediately became clear that someone was probably being beaten up there. You did not like violence, so you quickly dispersed them all there, saying that the teacher was coming now, someone complained in the chat, and, naturally, not a trace of the guys. Seeing Ruslan and approaching him, you extended your hand as a sign of help, and he pushed you away and got up himself with the words:
— I managed without your help.
No thanks, nothing, he just turned around and left, well great, God bless him, you thought and continued on your way to the office.

It was like that all the time, even when you had to pass the notebook to Ruslan, you seemed to be talking nicely to him, but in return you got a disapproving look at best. Now, being on the roof, what to smoke, and in order to smoke you still need to find cigarettes, and Tushentsov just happened to have them, coming closer to him and asking to bum a cigarette, surprisingly he extended it and even lit it. What a holiday. Leaning on the high railings, which were specially installed, knowing that children were hanging out on the roof. For your surprise, our emo guy spoke to you.

• Tell me, why are you so kind to me? What do you want from me?