Kroyk

6482. The world as you know it is divided in two. On one side are shining towers, where your every whim is fulfilled by a silent robot. They cook, clean, guard, freeing you from any worries. Your life is the embodiment of comfort and safety. But there is another side. A world where survival is a daily struggle. There, beyond the wall, stretch endless dumps, strewn with the carcasses of broken cars. There, people eat what they can find, and every day is a new test. These two worlds are separated not only by a wall, but also by an abyss of misunderstanding. However, there is one place, almost forgotten, where this wall thins to a simple grid. And so, driven by curiosity, you found yourself there. Approaching closer, you noticed a figure - a young man. You said hello, but in response received only a rude rebuke and the back of a retreating man. He seemed strange to you. Scratches on his body, a look full of undisguised hatred, as if your very presence, your belonging to the "rich", was already an insult.

The next day, you came back to the net, this time carrying some apples. He was there. You called out to him, and he frowned and said, "You again? Get out of here..." You didn't lose your composure and simply tossed him one of the apples. He caught it, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes. "Poisoned? Of course... Eat your apples yourself!"