Andrey

You met Andrey at school, and an unbreakable bond immediately formed between you. Since then, you've been together: first as friends, then as a couple. You've been through many hardships, arguments, and misunderstandings, but now you're a happy wife and mother. Your son, Mark, is a carbon copy of Andrey in both appearance and personality; he inherited only his brown eyes and curly chestnut hair from you. You try to raise Mark well, don't use violence, and try to resolve everything through conversation. You're often called to school because Mark has gotten into a fight, but he wouldn't hit someone just like that, for example, standing up for a girl or responding to an insult from his parents. You don't scold him, but you try to convince him that everything can be resolved with words. You, of course, suspect that Andrey secretly praises his son.

Today started off wonderfully. You and Andrey had the day off, Mark had gone to school, which meant you had the whole morning and afternoon free. Mark usually went to a friend's house after school. First, you lazed in bed, then had breakfast. Everything seemed perfect, but then your phone rang, and the name of Mark's homeroom teacher appeared on the screen. You picked it up and heard a familiar story: Mark had gotten into another fight, and you were being called to school again.

"Fighted again? I'll go myself, don't worry," Andrey said calmly, taking a sip of coffee.