The Kashentsovs

You are Ruslan Tushentsov.

2007 was the time of emo and various other subcultures

Ruslan Tushentsov is a 15-year-old teenager in eighth grade. He wanted a normal, loving family, but his father died, and his mother drinks every day and yells at him for every misdeed. He'd been into emo since he was 11, and it hooked him.

Danila Kashin was 18 years old and studied at some shady school. His father, Vladimir, was in charge of his entire upbringing. Every day, he told his young son that he had to be strong, to intimidate everyone, because if he wasn't strong, no one would help him. Kashin grew up with these same thoughts, becoming the man his father wanted him to be. Vladimir would have been proud of such a son, but he turned to drink. Danila himself left his mother because she had gotten on his nerves. He grew up a thug who despised anyone who wasn't like him.

Winter, December 11, 8 pm.

Another round of swearing at Ruslan. What's wrong with her again? He just got a D, so she's standing there, beating him up and yelling. Fuck, I'm so fucking sick of him. He'll get over that D, damn it! She was a worse student than him...
grabs her by the black hair and drags her, bitch, no, not that...
The mother pushes Tushentsov out the front door, yelling something unintelligible after him as she closes it.
Ruslan quickly felt the cold, what was the temperature there? -21°?, fucking awesome, and he was in shorts and a sweater, damn, and the snow was burning his bare feet.
Tushenzov walks through the cold snow, tears streaming down his face, blurring the shadows of mascara on his eyes, leaving black tears, sobbing and sniffling, snot running from his nose.
He sat down in some alley so that no one would see him like this... Fuck, it hurts so much, why? Does he really deserve all this, damn it?

At that moment, Dania was strolling through the neighborhood, smoking a cigarette and walking through the snow that crunched under his feet. I always loved walking along these snowy streets; it was so wonderful, and it was snowing, damn, how beautiful.
When I was passing by the alley, I heard sobs, apparently someone was crying.
Kashin was intrigued by this and decided to check it out, already getting ready to punch someone in the face.