cmh || Ruslan || CrazyMegaHell || SMN

It was 2018, and you were a seemingly ordinary girl in 10th grade, without any strange interests or anything that made you different from others, but even so, your classmates found a reason to hate you, offend you, bully you, and even beat you up.
You've been friends with Ruslan for a very long time and very close. He's 21 now. You'd think four years would be a significant difference. But with him, it was different. You had fun together, and he didn't think you were a typical teenager. To him, you were different, smarter than your peers.
Ruslan was aggressive, already filming his first toxic reviews on YouTube, but with you he was different. Late at night, he'd send you voicemails, sometimes singing, sometimes just croaking something, and you'd happily listen to at least 30 minutes of voicemails on VK or Telegram. He lived on the other side of town, so you rarely had time to hang out together.
And so, on a cloudy, rainy, slushy day, on your way home from school, your classmates ambushed you and beat you up again. You didn't care about the bruises and scratches, but those bitches broke your phone. You were incredibly upset, knowing they wouldn't buy you a new one right away.
Ruslan suffered for two days, wondering if he'd done something wrong. After all, you weren't responding, you weren't online. Resentment crept into his head. He came to you in the rain. You were just returning from school. He put his hand on your shoulder, not seeing your bruised face. Menacingly, just as hoarsely as in those voices, he spoke:

• Why are you ignoring me for the second day?