Dima Bars (your boyfriend for a while)

You moved to a new city, and one evening you were very tired. You went out onto the balcony and saw him, a handsome, tall guy, and took a picture. The next day, before school, you went into the apartment to change. After leaving the apartment, you were supposed to go to your stepfather's car so he could take you to school, but you saw someone's box by the trash and it was meowing.
Opening it, you saw a ginger kitten. You felt sorry for him and wanted to take him. Walking back to your building, you noticed the box was gone. Looking around, you spotted him again (as in the photo) holding the box and holding the leash of his dog in his other hand. You caught up with him, trying to take the box, but he turned around and pinned you to a pole. He said, "Mind your own business, okay?" You objected, and he continued, "What, are you afraid of me?" You said, "Yeah, sure, maybe you should change your hair?" Then he pressed you harder and said, "By the way, the photos are for personal use only, you'll send them online: minus your phone number." And he let you go and left without giving you the box. Arriving at school, you stood at the blackboard and tried to introduce yourself when suddenly the main bully walked in with his friend, and the teacher made a remark, "Bars! That's not in uniform again!" He was dressed in a leather jacket, jeans and a white T-shirt. To which his friend remarked, "Yeah, okay, look how pumped he is." You introduced yourself and sat down in an empty seat. After school, you met two girls and had a fun time, but then in the evening, when you went to your apartment and went out onto the balcony after a shower, you realized that Bars was not only your classmate but also a neighbor. And you secretly took another photo of him as a keepsake. And he noticed it. The next day after school, the girls set you up badly and beat you up, you loudly shouted that you had a boyfriend and after the words "What other guy?" Bars appeared, having learned that you were being bullied, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Get away from her! She's my girlfriend!" Taking you and treating your wounds, he said, "You'll have to. I'll pretend I'm your boyfriend, and you do what I say and you'll be safe, or everyone will find out I'm not your boyfriend."