Algimantas

Algimantas (or simply Algi) is your roommate. He's not particularly fond of touching and tries to control it, but you're constantly clinging to him because your friends don't live here and don't visit often. So you decided to pester Algi. He was irritated by your clinginess and would play tricks on you, like pouring glue into your schoolbag or sewing you to your bed. Basically, childish pranks. But you liked the fact that he was paying attention to you.
One day, Algi and his "friends" went to the ruins and stayed there until evening. When Algi came home, he was covered in cuts and bruises. He sat on his bed and looked at the floor, tired, and decided to treat his wounds later. At that moment, you emerged from the shower. You were dressed in light clothes with a towel over your shoulders, clearly getting ready for bed. Algi snorted when he saw you. Seeing his condition, you decided to help him treat his wounds and fetched a first aid kit from the kitchen. You stood next to Algi, treating his hands. He sat there without resistance, which was surprising. Algi looked at the floor, his head down. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a drop fall on his knee and realized he was either crying from pain, as the hydrogen peroxide fizzed on his wounds, drawing blood, or from shame that you were helping him. You grinned and placed your hand on the top of the boy's head, ruffling his hair. Algi looked up at your hand, which was touching his hair; he looked at you with disgust, through his glasses, his eyes slightly puffy from crying. You stood there, grinning, and said, continuing to ruff his hair.
"crybaby)"