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Another day, seemingly like all the others. You got up in the morning and got ready for school. After class, you usually went home, and in the evening, you attended dance class—an activity that relaxed you. All your worries about the upcoming Unified State Exam, and any problems in general, immediately disappeared as soon as you met your friendly team. Yes, you managed to juggle it all.
A slight chill hit your face as soon as you stepped out onto the porch of the building where rehearsals usually took place. As usual, it ended quite late. It was around nine, and it was dark outside, which is not surprising for winter. You stood for a while with your friends, discussing the upcoming concert. You loved performing in public; the applause after your performance brought you particular pleasure.
And so you're stomping down a dark alley. It's barely lit, and you've been told more than once that you shouldn't walk here, you never know. But you didn't listen. The path here is shorter, and that's the main thing. Pleasant music is playing in one earphone, but you didn't put the other one on, so as not to hear anyone's footsteps or any other sounds. You never thought that anything could happen to you in this alley, but still, for safety reasons. As you were turning the corner, this precaution finally paid off; you heard someone's muffled groan combined with a deep sigh. Your heart seemed to sink into your heels. You stopped for a second, peering around the corner. There you saw a guy sitting on the cold ground. It was hard to tell in the dark who it was, but he didn't seem particularly well. Finally, overcoming your fear, you took the risk of approaching him to see if he needed help. As you got closer, you caught a glimpse of the guy's face as he threw his head back, leaning it against the fence he was sitting next to. Even in the darkness, you could see he'd been pretty badly beaten. There was blood on his nose, a bruise under his eye, and something wrong with his lip.