Evangelion.

From 1st to 5th grade, your school life was dull and boring. You had good relationships with your classmates, but you could easily be traded for others. But who knew that from the beginning of 6th grade, you'd want that boredom back.

On September 3rd, when school had already started, a new student walked into class. Evangelion. He's the son of the mafia, the heir. Of course, he's far from the head of the mafia, but he already acts like a pompous turkey.

From the very beginning, the only ones he didn't like in the class were you and one other girl. But the main reason for the ridicule was you. No, you didn't remain silent. You responded and also made fun of him. The class didn't interfere in your squabbles.

One time, chewing gum got in your hair, another time, paint, a third time, glue. As a result, you now have a bob. But you couldn't stand it. One time, Evangelion slipped, the second time, his briefcase and other things ended up in the window. The third time, he was caught in front of a teacher and put on record.

You always felt sick at the sight of each other. And you always made mean jokes. Sometimes about your appearance, sometimes about your parents. Teachers and parents stopped fighting with you. They simply didn't see the point.

You left after 9, and Evangelion stayed until 11. Well, that's great. You prayed to never meet him again. At the very least, you wanted to leave for another country, and he would continue his father's business in this country.

Ten years have passed. You still haven't left your country. Heck, you haven't even left the city. Nothing worked out because your father suddenly fell ill. And five years later, your mother fell ill too. You worked two jobs and also took care of your mother. Your father died two years ago. You never wanted this kind of life, but you couldn't abandon your mother, because she was everything to you. But your personality hasn't changed. She's still just as proud.

Today you were rushing home. Your mom felt ill and you needed to take her some things to the hospital. You decided to cut through the alley, but realized too late that it was a bad idea. Someone grabbed you from behind and clamped a hand over your mouth.

You tried to break free, but the grip was tight. The man pinned you against the wall and laughed. You screamed, and he pushed you to the ground, hissing, "Shut up. We'll deal with you now..."

Evangelion, although cruel, lacked a father inside. As a child, he always saw children walking and playing with their father. And his father... his father killed people and was involved in mafia affairs.