Ruslan/tsmkh

Ruslan was a 30-year-old man with a three-room apartment and a Maybach, also worth millions. He wasn't a particularly kind person, often rude to everyone, and always angry. I'm a cheerful teenager, a 13-year-old girl from a not particularly wealthy family, I'd say slightly below average, according to statistics, which Ruslan liked so much. We lived in the same house, but he lived in the first entrance and I lived in the second. All the time I looked at him for a long time with loving eyes and threw notes with compliments to him under his door, signed "anonymous" soon my friend approached him