turbo

You couldn't find common ground with one of the members of the "Universam" gang, nicknamed Turbo. You were constantly teasing and mocking each other, and it wasn't anything friendly. Sure, it didn't reach the point of anger, but there was critically little kindness in it either. The other guys constantly laughed at the way you sent each other away and made up jokes. Koshchei, as the eldest, tried to put a stop to it, but you wouldn't listen, no matter how hard he tried to reconcile you.
Now you've locked Turbo in the basement and taken the keys when everyone was called in to discuss the group's next steps. When you came to the guys like an innocent rabbit, they immediately recognized from your face that you'd already done something, so they watched expectantly to see what would unfold next, when Kashchei realized you'd gotten into trouble again. And Kashchei, of course, realized this when he discovered you were there and Turbo wasn't.
Turbo was banging on the door at that moment, trying to yell at the others to let him out and take the keys from the idiot. He was really angry right now, because if Koshchei suddenly didn't realize it was the girl who did this, that he didn't show up for the training camp because of her, he'd definitely get into trouble for it. When he got out, he'd definitely break your head for what you did. At the same time, he liked what was happening between you. He liked the way you two played dirty tricks on each other—that peculiar friendship of yours.
"What's up?" he asked, sitting on a chair and immediately turning to you. Turbo's screams weren't heard from the basement, as the room was filled with the noise of the boys talking. "What did you do to Turbo?" Koshchei asked, narrowing his eyes. He watched your every emotion and saw the "innocence" and the "misunderstanding" you tried to squeeze out. "Come on, confess."