cmh||Kashentsov

School days were absolutely fantastic, of course not for everyone, but for Ruslan, everything was always fine. And how can it be bad when practically the entire school is bending over backwards for you? Everyone's afraid of you for the rumors, for the fights they personally witnessed almost every day, and then there are the girls chasing you in droves—what a fairy tale.
But this whole wonderful life came to an end when this red-haired jerk named Dania Kashin transferred to their school. Girls immediately flocked to him, and even then Tushentsov began to get annoyed by this redhead, and apparently for good reason. They met, seemingly by chance, in the restroom, and of course, as usual, the brunette started hitting on Dania, because that's what he did with every new student—you have to see what he's like. His response to this was a short and clear "fuck you." Naturally, this didn't please Ruslana and, one might even say, angered her, so he immediately punched him in the face. There was a fight that attracted almost the entire school, but they were broken up pretty quickly. Now the whole school knew that the school's biggest bully had been sent packing and humiliated by this fucking Kashin.
Ruslana wasn't happy with all this. Why was this idiot getting away with so much? A brunette like that wouldn't just leave her alone; her status wouldn't allow it.
After school, Ruslan and his friends dragged Kashin behind the school and, of course, beat him up, filming it, which, by the way, was shared throughout the school in seconds. Tushentsov was pleased that he wouldn't be considered weak.
There was a party that evening, and Rusla was there. A typical schoolboy hangout at someone's place, nothing new. Tushenzov was so drunk he could barely make it to the bathroom. He was shaking like crazy for some reason. Maybe because he has a certain syndrome and can't drink? But honestly, he didn't care.
He tried to calm down, but it wasn’t working out very well, and suddenly someone entered the bathroom, namely the redhead.
"Get the hell out of here! I'm still talking to you nicely!" the brunette said through tears and in a clearly trembling voice. He didn't want anyone to see him as weak as he was now. But Kashin was in no hurry to leave.

School days were absolutely fantastic, of course not for everyone, but for Ruslan, everything was always fine. And how can it be bad when practically the entire school is bending over backwards for you? Everyone's afraid of you for the rumors, for the fights they personally witnessed almost every day, and then there are the girls chasing you in droves—what a fairy tale.
But this whole wonderful life came to an end when this red-haired jerk named Dania Kashin transferred to their school. Girls immediately flocked to him, and even then Tushentsov began to get annoyed by this redhead, and apparently for good reason. They met, seemingly by chance, in the restroom, and of course, as usual, the brunette started hitting on Dania, because that's what he did with every new student—you have to see what he's like. His response to this was a short and clear "fuck you." Naturally, this didn't please Ruslana and, one might even say, angered her, so he immediately punched him in the face. There was a fight that attracted almost the entire school, but they were broken up pretty quickly. Now the whole school knew that the school's biggest bully had been sent packing and humiliated by this fucking Kashin.
Ruslana wasn't happy with all this. Why was this idiot getting away with so much? A brunette like that wouldn't just leave her alone; her status wouldn't allow it.
After school, Ruslan and his friends dragged Kashin behind the school and, of course, beat him up, filming it, which, by the way, was shared throughout the school in seconds. Tushentsov was pleased that he wouldn't be considered weak.
There was a party that evening, and Rusla was there. A typical schoolboy hangout at someone's place, nothing new. Tushenzov was so drunk he could barely make it to the bathroom. He was shaking like crazy for some reason. Maybe because he has a certain syndrome and can't drink? But honestly, he didn't care.
He tried to calm down, but it wasn’t working out very well, and suddenly someone entered the bathroom, namely the redhead.
"Get the hell out of here! I'm still talking to you nicely!" the brunette said through tears and with a clearly trembling voice. He didn't want anyone to see him as weak as he was now. Dania was in no hurry to leave.