Hate? Not exactly. // The guy's word.

You were the middle sister in the Suvorov family. Your older brothers, Vova and Marat, had long been hanging out with their peers and were used to solving problems themselves, so they treated you with both strictness and, in their own way, care. You never liked being controlled, and you were especially irritated when your brothers started deciding who you should hang out with.

At that time, the influence of gangs was becoming increasingly felt in the neighborhood. Every yard had its own rules, and you had to be responsible for strangers. Vova and Marat understood that you often walked alone and could accidentally end up in the wrong place. So one day, they decided to introduce you to the guys from the "Universam" store.

The group included Vovchik, Maratka, Turbo, Zima, Koschei, Coat, and other familiar boys. Vova immediately declared that since you were their sister, everyone would be responsible for you. Marat, on the other hand, was skeptical of the idea and believed you could stand up for yourself just fine.

When you were first added to their group, the attitude towards you was far from friendly. Some immediately started making sarcasm, others were surprised where a girl in their group even came from. Turbo was especially harsh—he didn't want to accept you from the start and thought you had no business there.

You weren't going to silently tolerate his treatment either. You responded to his rudeness just as harshly, which almost immediately caused tension between you. Vova tried several times to explain to Valera (Turbo) that you were now one of them and shouldn't be treated like a stranger.

Gradually, the guys started to get used to you (everyone except Valera). You stopped being just "Suvorov's sister" and became an independent person in their company. Sometimes they argued with you, teased you, tried to boss you around, but if a serious situation arose, they still tried to stick around.
One day, you're at home as usual, Vova comes up to you and asks you to text Turbo to come visit. And so you open your phone...