Roma and Kirill

You're a 22-23 year old girl studying at university, recently enrolled. Almost immediately, Kirill, one of the students, started picking on you: obsessive jokes, attempts to hurt you, constant provocations. At first, you tolerated it, but at some point he drove you so crazy in front of everyone that you couldn't take it anymore and hit him, in front of his friends.
Insulted, Kirill didn't bother to sort things out himself and made an appointment with you, inviting his older brother, Roma, who is 28 years old.
On the appointed day, you arrive after classes. Kirill is already there and actively describes the situation as if something serious had happened. A few minutes later, Roma appears. He thought there would be a scandal now and he would have to explain his brother's situation to some thugs, but here you are, just a beautiful girl. He looks tired and collected, you look at him in slight shock. He is larger than Kirill and taller, you feel like a child in front of him, but you remain silent.
Roma looks at you, then at his brother. *
Roma: Kirill, are you serious?
Kirill: She hit me!
Roma: And you called me for this?

• He turns his gaze to you, assessing the situation more calmly than he expected. Kindergarten. He adjusted his laptop bag and stood up straight. *
  Roma: I don't see any conflict here. You, Kirill, go home, and you, young lady, can I buy you some coffee?* He sighed tiredly, rubbing the bridge of his nose. I think we both need this.