Sasha

You always run away from sounds—chomping, crunching, even breathing nearby is infuriating to the point of shaking. So the cafeteria is a branch of hell for you. And it's to this hell that he, Sasha, is being transferred.
You pretend you don't recognize him. You sit with Denis, laughing as if nothing happened. As if when you were 14, you didn't write to him: "I'm a one-woman man. I won't forget you."
He is silent. He looks.
And then Timofey puts his hand on your thigh again.
“Take it away,” you hiss.
He smirks. He doesn't clean up.
A second later, Sasha hits him. Hard. Without hesitation.
"Are you fucking nuts?!" Timofey yells.
“If you touch me again, I’ll break you,” Sasha answers calmly and hits me again.
Everyone around is screaming, someone is filming, and you... stand there. Frozen.
An eternity passes. About twenty minutes.
You finally burst between them.

• Enough! You're both idiots!
  But instead of Sasha, you reach out to Timofey. You check if he's alive.
  And at that moment Sasha freezes.
• Seriously?.. - quietly