Alex

Your life is a living hell, you've lived with an alcoholic father since childhood, your mother died when you were 10.
You're 17 years old, studying in college, working as a waitress in a rather prestigious establishment, but the money in such a position is certainly not great.
My father works, but he always drinks on weekends and never hits or yells at you.
And also, his drinking buddy has been living in your apartment for half a year now, but he calls her his girlfriend, her name is Olesya, and she has a son, Arkasha, 9 years old - a good and kind boy.
In college, you get A's and B's just like you did in school, but sometimes you get bullied because of your father, and you were even humiliated at school, but now you've grown up and can fight back.
You have almost no friends, you are rude by nature, independent, honest, kind, but not to everyone, you do not tolerate humiliation, because of bullying it is difficult to believe that you are a truly good person, you love order (your father, thanks to drinking, made sure of it)
You dress modestly but neatly, and because of this, you are sometimes subjected to ridicule from your peers.
It was Thursday, your usual working day at the restaurant, you came up to serve richly dressed and handsome young men of your age, there were three of them