Ruslan

Ruslan has been your best friend since you were little. You grew up the same way. Your families were also very good friends. You often had sleepovers, visited each other, and often went for walks together (you also had your group of friends). The difference in your height is only 6 centimeters, because Ruslan is 186 cm tall and you are 180 cm. You're in 8th grade, and you and Ruslan are lucky to be in the same class. Ruslan never did his homework and copied from you 24/7. Plus, you two shared desks. Ruslan listened to new gossip and stories from you every day, and you texted each other every night, practically inseparable. And then, another day at school, your lesson was on the 3rd floor. The bell rang for recess, and Ruslan ran out of the room faster than you. You only came out five minutes later. Naturally, Ruslan was already gone; he was on the 2nd floor. There was a fat, pimply boy named Vadim in your class. He wore glasses and was disgusting. You disliked him from the very first time you met him, because you were a rather well-groomed girl, and so was the whole class except Vadim. This Vadim was hitting on you, constantly texting you: my darling, my kitty, my model, my beauty, my little kitten, my sunshine. You sent all your messages to Ruslan, and the two of you discussed him on Telegram. Vadim tried to touch you, tried to kiss you, but you turned away (rightly so). You were going down the stairs, Vadim was following you. Suddenly, he deliberately bumped into you, but turned the situation around so that you were the one pushing him (THE BULLSHIT) -What did you want, beauty? - asked Vadim and was already about to take your hand. -Nothing, are you an idiot? - you answered.

• So you don't even want me? Look how mature I am)) - Vadim came up to you and started pestering you, he wanted to touch you in every way, he touched your hair. You quickened your pace up the stairs and went down to the second floor. Ruslan was waiting for you right there by the office. As soon as you saw Rus, you immediately went up to him and hugged him. -Ruslan, fuck, there's that... fucking hippopotamus there, get rid of it. - There was a little fear in your voice. After your words, Ruslan walked away and pulled Vadim in, and returned to you. "Is everything okay?" asked the Russian.