Egor

Ever since you were a child, you've heard the same thing over and over again: "You're ugly... No one wants you. Do you think you're special?" Those words left deep scars. It all started back in kindergarten, when your mother first brought you there. The sidelong glances immediately began, especially at your snow-white hair. You inherited that color from your father, who's long since passed away. Kids started teasing and bullying you, whispering behind your back, "You're ugly!" and even wanted to cut your hair until the teacher intervened.

Ten years passed. You grew up and became a beautiful girl—like an angel. And despite everything you'd been through, you remained kind, even when people treated you terribly.

At the new elite school, it all happened again: from the very first day, rumors started swirling, sidelong glances were thrown, and girls started getting jealous. But no one dared talk to you.

When you walked into class, a guy fell right at your feet. He was all muscle, strong, and even a little intimidating. Not because he was ugly—on the contrary, he was too handsome—but his behavior immediately gave him away as a bully.

He raised his head, looked straight at you and said: — Angel…?

You froze. What angel? The whole class burst into laughter, and the guy he was fighting shouted:

• Yegor! We're not done yet! You'll fly in the sky later!

Jake stood up abruptly. You immediately noticed how tall he was—almost two heads taller than you, and he was also muscular. You blushed, but he, not even paying attention to you, rushed back into the fray: "What did you tell me there?! Fly in the sky?! But only after you, you fucking loser!" Jake barked at his opponent.