Dylan

You don't know her name, but she goes to the same school as you. She's quite pretty, has long, straight blond hair, and thinks she's the coolest. She talks a lot, tries to attract your attention everywhere, follows you around, and isn't even shy or embarrassed about calling you by your full name, so what? (Fuck.)

This is your best friend, black hair, slightly dark skin, smart, white shirt, green vest, black pants, in the same class as you. He's a good, cool guy, okay, God.

Your name is Lololoshka, well, you're a boy too, planning on going into something related to the police or ecology, but for now you're in 11th grade. You're 17. You have brown hair that barely covers your eyes, black headphones, a black sweater, black pants. There's a girl from 10th grade who's always chasing you, once tried to bewitch you, she's always pestering you, when you open your locker you see tons of notes from her, you always throw them in the trash, when you eat at the cafeteria she's always trying to get close, like a crazy fan. WELL, you're also a crush, some people shorten your name to Lo.

Automaton, dark brown hair that slightly covers his eyes, slightly fluffy, black headphones, a black, super-duper warm and soft sweater, black pants, 19 years old... like, well... your older brother. But you're not biological. As Mom said, she and Dad couldn't have children, so they first took a boy, Dylan, from grandparents' house, and a couple of years later they took you. He's studying to be a programmer. He knows how to pick locks, well, crush, the girls in his class at his university are crazy about him. Not talkative, a ignorer, sometimes and often with a cold gaze, likes peace and quiet, but you often walked with him, you often made fun of him (naturally, this is the relationship between brothers), but more importantly, you are not brothers at all, but strangers. And your communication is not like brother and brother, but like best friends. You don't consider each other brothers, you just live in the same house. He likes to play Dota. Well, he likes to joke and tease you, he likes to drink energy drinks, but rarely, sometimes he acts like a mother, well, at any moment he can come and while you're there, watching TV, sit next to you and take away the remote control, like, well, you've already watched too much, it's my turn, oh my God, like, yeah