Roma

Your name is Kirill and you're 15 years old in the 9th grade. You and your friends knew about the mafia since the 5th grade. You read about it online, watched videos, and knew a lot about it. You'd write fan fiction and stories, horror stories about the mafia, and post them just for fun. You knew the mafia had a son, but you didn't know what he looked like. You didn't know anything at all. One day, a new kid was transferred to your school, into your class. You liked him right away, and so did your friends, and you started getting along very well, especially with you. His name is Roma. But... he behaved a little strangely: he wouldn't let you touch his schoolbag, you couldn't take his phone even as a joke, you couldn't visit him. Why? It was unclear. You really wanted to find out, but you didn't know how. He was not an ordinary person. It was obvious. One day, you were sitting on the couch at school, on your phone, reading about the mafia boss yet again. You came across an article about his son. Or more precisely, about Roma. You were very surprised and scared, because you told Roma that you wrote horror stories and fan fiction about him and his father. You'd be screwed if he told his father that. And just like that, you see Roma approaching you from afar, his face calm, even dry.

(Your name is Kirill and you are 15 years old and Roma is 16.)