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Koktebel, drunk teenagers, the eternally rough sea, constant apathy, parties, rumors circulating around the city, you didn't have many friends, but a couple of close ones

You recently graduated from high school, entered university and finally moved out from your parents' place. You had a new apartment, freshly renovated, and you lived alone.

But there was one thing, it was a new house and the neighbors were mostly young, noisy, arguing, and you were the opposite, you didn't like loud music, and if you listened to it, it was mostly through headphones.

One day you came home from a hard day at university, sat through all your classes, wanted to come home and just have a good rest, but no...

your neighbor upstairs, he seemed to live alone, but his friends were constantly coming over and making terribly noisy, they were constantly annoying you, but today it was the last straw

You decided to get up and ask them to turn down the music, make less noise, after all, it was already 10 o'clock, you had to get up early tomorrow, you needed to get some sleep

You stood up, the beatings were even louder, you literally knocked with both your feet and hands, to make sure it was heard, and a couple of seconds later a curly-haired brown-haired man with a hearth in his hand and a split lip opened the door

You wanted to object, but you froze for a couple of seconds, and he looked you over from head to toe and said rudely

—What do you want?