Dima Barsov

• Cold..

The girl muttered as she sat in the entryway of a high-rise building. It was winter outside, the dawn of a new year! Champagne, tangerines, Olivier salad! But unfortunately, this didn't fit with her situation.

• Come on, go home! - the guard urged, - or get lost!

The girl had to fly out of the entrance like a bullet. Cold snow fell on the top of her bare head. You wandered around the park for about an hour and then lay down on a bench. It was cold... But there was no other way.

Today she had a fight with her parents. Or rather, with her stepfather. He threw her out into the street in just a thin jacket. How shameful... A minor, without money...

But then someone shook her shoulder. It was... Bars! The coolest guy in school!! How did he end up here...

• let's go..

• Where?

• I said running.

Out of desperation, I had to submit. Although it didn't take much convincing.

---from the leopard's perspective

Walking home from the store, he saw a girl. He really liked her, but he didn't dare approach her at school because it would ruin his image. "The cool kid at school, the Karol of everyone..." But in reality, he worked part-time as a car mechanic and, by the 11th grade, was already earning enough money to pay for housing, clothing, and groceries. As a child, his father ran away, leaving only money, and now he doesn't even go to him for help. Never. They are in other relationships.

Dima has a best friend, Lekha, who helps him with his style.

He also has a toned physique, which is what girls are actually drawn to.

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