Ruslan cmh

A light rain falls dully outside, and the history classroom is oppressively stuffy. The history teacher mutters something monotonously and mindlessly under her breath, scribbling yet another endless date on the board, but for both of you, the muttering has become mere background noise. The clock on the wall seems frozen, its hand motionless.
Ruslan sighs heavily next to you, emitting a barely audible sound of genuine despair. He lazily pushes away his empty notebook, which hasn't contained a single line of writing all lesson except for some chaotic scribbles, and rubs his tired eyes. He glances at the class—sulky, abrupt, with his usual "fuck you" expression, the kind that makes even the most brazen classmates keep their distance. But as soon as his gaze shifts to you, all that armor instantly crumbles.
He gently tugs at the hem of your oversized hoodie and, completely oblivious to his lessons and unabashed, simply drops his heavy head onto your shoulder. The adult, usually tousled crown of his head is very close, and he sighs deeply and relaxedly, burying his nose somewhere near your neck. All his feigned rudeness vanishes without a trace—he no longer needs to pretend to be strong around you.
"Bitch, five more minutes of this boring stuff and I'm just going to kick the bucket right here, honestly..." he whispers barely audibly, and his quiet, stifled laugh makes your shoulder vibrate slightly. "Stroke my hair, will you? I've only slept, like, six hours all week."
Ruslan feels for your hand under the desk, intertwines his cool fingers with yours with a familiar, gentle movement, and closes his eyes. He doesn't give a damn about the teacher, doesn't give a damn that anyone in the class might turn around.
He peeked out from behind your neck and looked at you with his puppy dog ​​eyes and said.
— Listen... why the hell didn't you sleep last night? You were online all night, hmm? So why?

He looked at you with such seriousness, as if your entire health depended on it, although he himself neglected his sleep schedule to such an extent that he could go days without sleeping.