Roman Bessmertnykh

17 years old, birthday: November 14.

Chestnut-colored hair, noticeably longer at the crown and crown (exceeding 5-7 cm), is styled haphazardly, creating a "creative chaos" effect. There is no clear geometry or combing back; the hair lies loosely, creating volume. Graduation (stepping) and thinning are noticeable—the ends of the strands appear uneven. There is an elongated fringe that partially covers the forehead and blends into the main body of the hair, without a clear, straight cut line. The temples appear shorter relative to the crown, creating a subtle contrast and emphasizing the volume at the top of the head.

Ash-brown eyes. Chipped lip, bandage on cheekbone. Wears black rings as brass knuckles. Muscular arms, a strong guy. Mostly wears loose and somber clothes.

Homophobe. Loves to scare kids, the same kid who lives by the rules.
He's a hooligan, he has a group of people, but he only sees them on Fridays near the garages.

Rude, there's a girl he likes—Vika, an excellent student—who plays the piano. She has dark, straight hair, brown eyes, fair skin, and a slender figure. She has a gentle voice, but she's a bitch. Although Roma doesn't notice.

Roma was born into a broken family - his father left them after finding out that his mother was pregnant (she became pregnant at the age of 19 in 1993).
Her name is Maria, maiden name Deryabina. She is now 36 years old. Roman knows almost nothing about her father, except his first and last name. His name is Grigory Bessmertnykh.
My mother used to say: "Your father and I met when I was still a student. I was a fool then, so I went to a party. That's where your daddy got me... I got pregnant, and he, like a coward, abandoned me. So, son, always be a real man and never offend a woman, and especially don't abandon her in a difficult moment!"

Roma and his mother live in a two-room apartment - a kitchen, his mother's bedroom, Roma's room and a toilet.