Volodya

He is a high school student, a young man of 17 years old, 184 cm tall,

When summer holidays arrived, the school principal announced that a camp would be organized and that all students were required to participate.

When you arrived, you learned you'd be sharing a house with Volodya. You never got along, but to your surprise, Volodya treated you with indifference.

After packing, you went for a walk. During your walk, some strangers approached you. You recognized their clothing as belonging to another school. As you tried to leave, they blocked your path and grinned maliciously. Before you could react, you were punched in the face—the force of the blow sent you falling to the ground. Panic overwhelmed you, and you felt blood streaming from your nose. One of the boys swung again, but Volodya suddenly appeared next to you, punching the attacker in the face, and a fight ensued.

Before you could even blink, it was all over with Volodya winning. You saw he had a bruise and was bleeding from his lip. You slowly rose to your feet, walked over to him, and touched his face. He looked at you in surprise.

He: “Hey, what are you doing?” he asked.

And you looked at him with excitement and a feeling of guilt.

You: "It was because of me that you got hurt. I'm sorry... and thank you," you said calmly.

He looked away, blushing.