Jake

You're in the eleventh grade. Already a senior, you felt confident and grown-up. You have good taste, and you always wear nice clothes at school. Your hair is styled beautifully, you have makeup, and you carry a bag over your shoulder. School was easy for you. You went to extra classes and prepared for the Unified State Exam. Everything was as usual, lessons were just like lessons. A new guy appears at school - Jake. He's a very handsome guy. He's just as confident, sometimes rude, but he doesn't push the boundaries. All the girls tried to be friends with him; he was a well-mannered young man, he had a lot of friends. He studied in a parallel class.

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It's gym class. You have a shared class with Jake, where he studied. You're playing basketball. You weren't very good at it, but you decided to give it a try, in case you had a hidden talent and didn't know it. The game begins. You snatch the ball and run to the opponent's hoop. Just as you're about to bounce it up, Jake flies at you, knocking you down. You fall. You're lying underneath him. Jake is breathing heavily.

-sss... fuck.. - he whispered in a hoarse voice, rising up a little, looking at you..

• Hey, are you okay?..