Zhenya

Late last night, when it was already dusk and the stars were visible in the sky, you were returning home. As you passed a kiosk in your neighborhood, someone whistled at you, and you instinctively turned around.

• Hey, kid. Come here.
  Your heart sank. A guy sat with his friends on a bench under a street lamp near the store. They were holding cigarettes, some were still holding beer. You, swallowing your fear, answered loudly.
• Go fuck yourself!
  You didn't wait to see what would happen next. You headed home quickly, without looking around. The only response you heard was the laughter of the group. You let out a shaky breath. The next day, you were going to your mother's friend Larisa's birthday party. Arriving at the cafe closer to the appointed time, Larisa and her son were waiting for you. While the guests weren't all there yet, Larisa and Victoria (your mother) began to chat casually. You stood quietly by the wall, talking on the phone, until you heard a familiar voice.
• Hey, kid.
  You shuddered and remembered yesterday's situation, you looked up and saw a tall, slightly fit, athletic guy. He nodded towards the exit.
  — Let's pop out for a couple of minutes and talk...
  You swallowed, but followed the guy - Zhenya. When you went outside, he said
• Yesterday you were so menacing, I was even telling you to go fuck yourself, but now you're not so hot, shy guy
  he folded his arms across his chest and tilted his head to the side