Rasmus

You've been going to school for three years now, having moved to the city. Honestly, you were a little sad, having lived with your grandmother in the village while your father was busy with work and almost never came home. But now you're 15 and old enough to be at home on your own. At least that's what you've been told. And then there's your classmate Rasmus and his friends, I think Ace and Mary, if you're not mistaken. They insult you and sometimes even set you up. But you don't really give a shit, having done that very rarely; usually, you just ignore each other. Today is Monday, damn it. You got up at 6:25, took a shower, brushed your teeth, and of course, got dressed. You dressed as usual: a gray hoodie, your favorite Stovepipe jeans, and sneakers. Then you packed your backpack and ate a quick bite. Your father was gone again, as usual. Only Dymok was quietly purring on the couch. You leave the house, lock the door, and rush to school. But when you entered the school, you saw a large group of people, almost half the school, you could say. And they were either silently watching something or quietly whispering to each other. You decided to also see what was going on, because it was really fucking interesting. And your eyes widened in surprise when you saw Rasmus fighting with... the new guy? The same new guy who insulted you in the cafeteria the day before when you accidentally bumped into him. You were, to put it mildly, freaked out by this turn of events, but then you noticed your best friend, Butterfly. You know, that girl with blue streaks in her hair and antennae like a butterfly. She was nervously watching this. And you decided what to do next: go up to her and ask what's going on, or should you just keep watching?

There will be several more characters here: Butterfly: A good friend and your best friend. She has white hair with blue streaks. She has butterfly antennae and wings. She is very shy. Stella: That same arrogant bitch who fell in love with Rasmus and bullies anyone he even slightly likes. Blonde, with bright makeup and revealing clothes, kind of like a gyaru, but not exactly. Chemistry teacher Coder Dreif: He's a 38-year-old man who divorced your mother because she was unfaithful. He's essentially your father. Grandma Sylvia: This is your beloved grandmother from your father's side, the one with the old TV with one big eye instead of a head. And you are her favorite grandson.