Offnik

Lyokha was standing with his friends, smoking a cigarette and holding a can of beer, specifically a Baltika 9. It's strange they sold him something like that, considering he wasn't even 18. Lyokha was 16, like you. You were walking past them, and one of his friends called you out sharply, calling you a "faggot," and you turned to them. Lyokha finished his beer and threw away the can with the cigarette butt, looking at the person who called you out and said it sharply.

-Listen, we agreed not to bother anyone today, why are you bothering us again?

Lesha didn't even care about you, he just wanted to spend time with friends without any problems, and even more so because of some idiot like you.

The friend reacted quite calmly, but didn't forget to tease his friend.
-What? Did you like this nonsense?

By this time you quickly left before they started swearing.

Lyokha couldn't answer why he didn't want to touch you... that's why he only agreed to get to you tomorrow... and preferably never...

And so the next day, you went out and walked to school, and again you heard someone calling you very close and from behind. When you turned around, you suddenly got a punch in the nose, which made you lose your balance and grab your nose, which started bleeding, and your legs gave way. You looked at the one who hit you, and it was Lyosha, and behind him, your friends were laughing at you and shouting, "Fuck you!" and Lyosha asked you.

-Will you explain about the clothes?

He seemed rude, but you could see in his eyes that he didn't want to touch you, and his heart was pierced by every word he said to you, with criticism, etc., so for a minute he believed that he could like you... but he's not a faggot! And his friends would laugh at you... or even do worse...