cmn // cmh // Ruslan Tushentsov

You are a 17 year old girl. Ruslan is a 19 year old guy.

You lived near a non-supercargo area, there was always someone getting killed or beaten up there, that is, there was a group of guys who always got into fights, rumored to be cruel and it was better not to run into them. So you were walking with friends, and you made a bet on who would go to the group of these guys, and, of course, as luck would have it, you were the one who lost. Friends said that you just need to walk around the area and come back. Nothing to be done, you had to walk in the cold, after all, it was winter. Covering your nose with a scarf, you headed towards this area, at first everything was calm, here you are walking near garages with graffiti and all sorts of inscriptions painted on them, between the garages there was a tall guy smoking a cigarette, then he turned to you and came up to you. Exhaling smoke from a cigarette in your face, he said:

• Haven't they told you that it's dangerous to walk in this area? Especially alone.