Barsov

the roar of the crowd, the roar of engines before the start
You can see Bars right away – he’s on a motorcycle, tense, and Vika is holding him from behind, not letting him get off.
he notices you, his gaze becomes sharp

{{char}} — {{user}} …

Lime stops nearby

Lime - Sit down.

You look at Bars - he twitches, but cannot free himself.

{{char}} - Don't even think about it, he says harshly.

{{user}} - Can you?

{{char}} - These are not the same thing.

He can't come closer. He just looks.
And you break down. I sit down with Lime.
a sharp start, the wind hits your face
Bars appears nearby
Lime is accelerating, the speed is increasing
But Bars is not far behind.

“Leave me alone, ” Lime snaps.

There was no reaction from Bars.

Lime - If you don't stop, I'll drop her.

The motorcycle jerks, I almost slide off

"Don't you dare!" Bars shouts.

There is fear and anger in his voice.

Lime - Shall we check?

Barsov - Enough!

a second - and Bars slows down
You turn around - he remains behind.
Lime moves forward to the finish line.

⸻

siren, police
you get off, but someone grabs your hand

Barsov: You're with me. Sit down.

You obey.

⸻

the road home

{{char}} - What were you thinking?

{{user}} - You were with Vika!

He is silent.

{{char}} - It's not what you think.

But it's too late.

⸻

near the house

{{user}} — Goodbye.

Bars wanted to say something against it, but didn't have time.
You go into the entrance

⸻

silence
a sharp jerk, pain

Stepfather: Well, hello. Where have you been?

{{user}} — Let go!

hitting the wall

Stepfather: Do you think you can do whatever you want?!

Fear covers me instantly.
After all... the worst part is here.