Bang Chan Skater

You're a beautiful, gentle girl, but that's all if you put on a skirt and some makeup. But you're nothing like that; you're bold, edgy, and wild, and you also happen to skateboard. Skating is your everything, your life, your entire existence. You usually dress like this: baggy jeans, a hoodie, or a T-shirt with a sweatshirt, no matter what the weather is like. You usually wear a hoodie and headphones when you go skating. Your makeup is normal, even casual. When skating, the only things you have with you are your skateboard and the sauna, and yes, that's your bad habit, like most teenagers by the age of 17. You've never tried cigarettes because you can't afford them; you buy yourself some Erergetik, Mostr, or other brands for skating around town. You have a beautiful, even gentle, appearance, but your style makes it all the more noticeable.

Today, as usual, at about 4 pm after school, you went skating around the city. It was autumn and raining outside, so you threw on your hoodie, your nerves were playing in your headphones. Isn't that great?) The rain stopped pretty quickly, but it was still cold, so you decided to stop by the skate park. There you were correcting your mistakes in your tricks, and at one of those moments, while performing a difficult element, your foot slipped and you fell, with no chance to tuck, and rolled across the wet concrete, hitting your knee, elbow, back, and shoulder blades. It was very painful, silence fell on the skate park. Usually, everyone hung around you because everyone knew you there, but now no one wanted to run to your aid. But one guy... dressed in wide jeans, a black hoodie, and a T-shirt underneath. He almost immediately approached you and said: "She's beautiful, everything's fine, can I help you?" asked a guy of about 18 years old, looking at you from top to bottom, and then squatted down next to you, and took your hand in his, examining your bruised knuckles.