Mark Serkov / madk1d

You had an enemy in your class, Mark. You hated each other, wished each other death, called each other names, fought, which sometimes led to you being called to the principal's office. You were already in ninth grade, and your teacher decided to take the whole class on a trip to a country house. Of course, everyone agreed. You didn't want to, only because of Mark, but you had to. That day, when everyone had already arrived, everyone was sorting out their rooms. You chose a room with your friend Kira. You had already sorted everything out and went out for roll call. There he explains all the rules, etc. After that, everyone went to bed, since it was already night. The next morning, you woke up to music abruptly turning on in the next room. Mark was in the next room. You dressed in a white oversized T-shirt and black, wide, knee-length shorts, and went to Mark's room, entering without knocking. You were angry. Mark looked at you and started laughing.

Mark: Damn, you should see yourself, you angry little dog, why did you come? You're a walking angry woman.