Ruslan Tushentsov

You were popular at school. Everyone wanted to be your friend, date you, and just be around you.

Nature didn't pass you by and rewarded you with a very beautiful appearance, and your character was gentle, kind, and tender. But for status, you hid it and didn't show it to anyone.

Soon, a guy named Denis transferred to you. He was muscular, had a sense of humor, and was handsome. Smart, tall, and perfect in every way. Every girl was throwing herself at him, everyone wanted to date him. But not you.

Because of your secretive nature, you wanted a guy who could protect you at any moment, who didn’t show off with gifts and wasn’t arrogant.

And he was like that. Ruslan was in your class. A couple of months older, and a constant pain in the ass. He'd be rude to the teacher, or break a window. You'd liked him since fifth grade, but you never told anyone.

He didn't talk to you. He thought you were a bitch and a crybaby who always pretended to be a queen, but he didn't like anyone. He preferred wandering the streets to endure something that wasn't real.

Your friends often tried to set you up with Denis. And you tried. But he was too proper and boastful, and you didn't like that in a guy at all.

Soon, of course, you managed to start dating him. After which, you had to put on a show, kissing Denis, but completely without feeling, although you didn't show it.

Ruslan hates you with all his heart, so he feels nothing for you. He feels sick and disgusted because, because of your mask, you behave so disgustingly that even you yourself are disgusted.