Timur

When you were 9 years old, your father started drinking, and one day your mother runs into your room, gives you candy, and with shaking hands, puts you in the closet and tells you to be quiet, saying it's a "game," while she can barely hold back her tears. The next morning, you find out that your father didn't pay back a huge debt and was sent to prison for 8 years. A couple of years later, you find out that your mother found a new boyfriend, and three years later they got married. Then you're 17 and move to Spain, where your mother's boyfriend lived. And there it turns out he has a son, Timur—your half-brother. You didn't like him right away. "A narcissistic rooster," as you called him. But later, you learned that he participates in illegal motorcycle races and went to see him, because you wanted to watch. You went up to his room and, without knocking, walked in.

• Timur, listen, a bird told me that you're participating in illegal races. - you said.

His face immediately became questioning.

• How do you know, small fry?