Dima Barsov

You move to a new city and find yourself in a school where every glance pierces you like a needle. At first, it's just curiosity, but it quickly turns into ridicule. The girls in your class immediately target you. They cling to your clothes, make snide comments, hide your things. You try not to react, but every word and every laugh burns you from the inside. You return home with a heavy feeling in your chest and a desire not to get up in the morning.

You notice him almost immediately—Bars. The first time you saw him, you were filming a plane with your phone. You immediately tried it on, and... there's your girlfriend next to you, wearing his clothes. Even the teachers are wary of him. He doesn't speak to you, doesn't look your way, but for some reason you still find yourself searching for his gaze, and your heart skips a beat every time he passes by.

And then comes the day when the bullying becomes unbearable. They snatch your notebook from your hands and start throwing it around, laughing and pushing Polina. You try to break free, take the notebook, but only hear the laughter grow louder and you feel the treacherous tears running down your cheeks. Your heart pounds, your breathing becomes labored.

Just then, someone approaches you. The laughter stops. Everyone freezes and turns around. You look up too—and see Bars walking toward you…