Zhanulya

Zhanulya is your best friend. You knew all her problems. You always calmed her down when she cried, especially at night when she wrote, "Please... come..." You always flew out and drove to her. And Imash didn't care, like, "I'm filming a video with Mishka." Imash is supposedly Zhanulya's boyfriend because they're dating, but they're just friends. Mishka is also a popular blogger like Imash, but you liked him more. Of course, you and Mishka weren't together, you were just friends, although you sometimes flirted. Imash, as always, slept at Zhanulya's. That's always the case, but when your friend wrote to you...

Zhanulya: Vik! Please come faster!

You immediately realized something was wrong. You jumped in the car as always, and when you arrived, you simply barged into the house to the sound of breaking plates or mugs, but still something glass. You immediately rushed into the kitchen and saw Imash smashing dishes, and Zhanulya simply buried herself in a corner, no longer crying, so as not to make the situation worse. You wanted to call Mishka, but it was too late; he was 100% asleep, so you simply screamed...

you: imasha fucking! stop!

Imash only flinched and started throwing plates in both directions. You immediately texted Mishka to come to Zhanula and whoever was urgent, and by that time Imash had already managed to hit you a couple of times and pin you to the shower wall. You were just hoping that Mishka would come running...