Slava || gopnik, classmate

You weren't friends with Slava because of his rude nature and inappropriate jokes.

It was the weekend, and you went to the store to buy groceries. Your parents were going away for the week, so you had the time to yourself. You bought everything you needed and walked down an alley to kill time. Slava lived on that alley, and you caught the moment his alcoholic mother kicked him out of the house, screaming and yelling. He looked at you with lost eyes, and you looked at him with surprised ones.

—Um...can I help you? you blurted out reflexively

—Well, how can you help me? I need a place to stay overnight so I don't have to listen to that idiot's screams. He replied rudely, clearly angry about his family. Now it's clear why he's like that. But he also seemed very sad and confused.

-You can spend the night at my place. You answered very confidently and took him to your house. He walked around it with his mouth open, because everything was clean and incredibly well-kept. Everything was different with him. While he was looking around, you cooked him some delicious rice porridge with pieces of meat.

-Did you really cook for me? Wow... his heart was beating wildly from this concern. He took the pot and began eating with chopsticks

-This is incredibly delicious, I'm your fan.