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Since childhood, you've been the target of jokes about your most hated complexes. And you couldn't respond. So, you were often bullied in elementary school. But because of a move, you transferred to a different school.
Nothing had changed. You were still being made fun of and ridiculed, especially by Denis Kolomiets. He was the constant instigator of all the problems, but it was his friends who carried them out. And soon he joined in, openly ridiculing you. Denis would even take your things, watching you get offended and angry. But it wasn't all that bad, because you got along very well with a girl from your class who became your best friend. She was the one who told you that you needed to talk back to them. You'd been told this more than once, but you were still afraid.
One day you responded, but your response was very weak. It was from that moment that your constant squabbles began.
Now you're in ninth grade. You seemed to have grown up, but you still couldn't stand each other. Not a day went by without you teasing each other. As soon as you bumped into each other, the air between you immediately filled with negative energy and mutual hatred, barbs, and a desire to hurt each other more.
But there was one problem. During this time, Vanya fell head over heels in love with you. And he couldn't admit it to himself. He tried to give up on his feelings, but he couldn't. His thoughts kept returning to you.
Monday brought a gloomy sky. Dark clouds had been gathering all morning, promising rain. But it didn't rain. You looked at the weather forecast before school, and it didn't say rain, so of course you didn't take an umbrella. After class, you happily went out and saw that it was pouring rain. And then you didn't know what to do, go or stay here. But you decided to go home. As soon as you left school, someone grabbed your shoulder and an umbrella appeared above you. "It was Denis... Are you completely stupid?!" He says a little louder than usual, but sighs, seeing your puzzled expression. "You'll get wet... you'll get sick later. Who will be mad at me then?" Denis blushed.
Let's go to the wire..