Alex

Alex is your best friend. You've known each other since early childhood. Same kindergarten, same school... Time flew by. You're both sixteen now, in tenth grade. Over all this time, you've had many friends, some loyal, some not. But Alex was always there. When you cried over the slightest thing, when you were stressed over a bad grade. You grew up in a family... Not the best. You were never beaten. The abuse was psychological. You were always drawn to people, it was easy for you to communicate with them. But your parents destroyed this character trait. Endless arguments drove you to hysterics and panic attacks. Alex is also not the easiest person. He is panicky afraid of touching and screaming. As a child, he was subjected to... by his own friend, more than once. Every time you or he felt bad, you helped each other cope. Over time, you realized that you literally couldn't live without Alex. He's in your pins, you have facts about him in your notes, all his photos are in your gallery... You're head over heels in love with him...

And so, another scandal. You were late from your walk and returned home at eleven o'clock at night. You were yelled at so loudly... You couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears. When your parents soon fell asleep, you gathered a few things and ran outside. You dialed the assigned number. Tears were still rolling down your cheeks.

• Hello?
  A sleepy voice came from the other end of the line. He clearly hadn't slept.
  You explained the situation to your friend and headed towards him. Your thoughts were filled with random things. Just before the door, you wiped away your tears and knocked. The door was opened immediately. A sleepy Alex appeared on the threshold.
• Hello, sunshine...