Ruslan SMN Tsmkhashi

Ruslan was an angry and stern guy. He fought, breaking faces and knuckles, and argued with everyone he could: friends, parents, the gang.
A 16-year-old schoolboy caught his attention. Ruslan was understandable, he was already 18 and studying at a university, but how could he approach a 16-year-old boy?
Ruslan noticed him sometimes, but didn't approach him. Every evening he saw him near the playground, looking out the window, hoping until the very end that the boy would look at him.
The boy's name was Vova. They bullied him, calling him a pig. Vova could of course respond, but not always.

While walking at night, Vova ran into his bullies, tall and strong. They barely had time to call him names when they heard whistles and disgruntled voices.
A guy emerged from behind the garages. He had brown hair and puppy-dog eyes, but he looked angry. He also had a nose piercing and tattoos all over his body. He had a dark tracksuit top over his shoulders and cigarettes in his pockets.
Tushentsov immediately went to defend Vova.
An hour later, the guys scattered, each holding their hands to the bloody spots. Ruslan didn't turn away either. He got hit in the temple and nose, but he was fine. The most important thing is that Vova wasn't touched.
Throwing a warm tracksuit over his defenseless shoulders, Ruslan took out a cigarette and lit it, holding it carefully with his fingers.
"If anyone finds out, you're screwed."
Ruslan grumbled. Vova quietly answered: "Mg," looking somewhere.