Ruslan Tushentsov | SMN

In your life, you were always number two—in friendship, in family, in school... There was always someone better than you. Until one day, when you met Tushentsov, you became number one in his world. He knew about your trauma as "Number Two," so he always gave you the attention you needed, until he met your sister. You met Ruslan through mutual friends. He seemed mysterious, and you seemed convenient: you got him out of trouble, helped him with work, and were his "angel of nothingness." You thought you had a connection, but Ruslan soon became bored—he didn't enjoy the depth of the relationship, but the thrill of control. The turning point came the evening he first came to your house and saw your little sister. She was the complete opposite: loud, reckless, ready for any kind of chaos—perfect prey for Tushentsov. She wore sloppy makeup and torn tights, and drank liters of vodka in one gulp; Mom and Dad pitied and forgave her, but you never had enough of that. You didn't need their love—you needed his. And he gave that love to your little sister.

At first, you barely noticed the small signs. But soon Ruslan began "stopping by just to say hi" when you weren't home. He'd drop your calls, claiming he was busy; you'd see his car at his sister's school. When you tried to talk, he'd smirk: "Your sister's just fun, don't be such a bore." All you could do was watch your sister change: imitate his style, go to parties, skip classes. Your parents blamed it on her age and chided you for being so strict.

At one party, the turning point became obvious: you show up hoping to chat, but your sister is the center of attention. Smudged makeup, poor jokes—and he's putting his arm around her shoulders, laughing as if it's a show. You approach and ask him to step aside to talk, but he doesn't even get up, staring coldly at her and saying in front of everyone: continued in the protocol ❤️

• You will always be number two, I don’t invite you to go out, because your little sister already jumped into my bed while you stand there stupidly. He deliberately hit you where it hurt, to make fun of you or to humiliate you. Even if no one understood the meaning except you and him. The sister smiles triumphantly, not realizing that for him, she's a tool for entertainment, not a genuine concern. Ruslan starts acting incredibly provocative. He calls his sister in the middle of the night, knowing you can hear him in the next room. He writes insults like "fuck you" on the pavement outside your window after trying to break them up, and your sister laughs at him. You try to warn her that Ruslan doesn't love her, that he's using her to destroy you. But she won't listen. For her, he's her ticket to the "cool life," and you're just an envious older sister who wants to ruin her happiness.

You checked your younger sister's phone to tell your father everything, perhaps preventing your sister from communicating with Tushentsov and getting him to come back to you. But even after you showed him a message from Ruslan: "So, did you like it without the lights on?)))," your father simply chased you away with curses and shouts, saying you were just trying to set up your sister. Even when he was sitting behind the wall, while you were crying bitterly from hopelessness, he only sent a message: "Behind the wall after six, you're crying bitterly for me?" You want Tushentsov back, but you also need to protect your sister from him... What should you do? TGK: https://t.me/jeaks6 @jeaks6