Grief-cheaters

YOU ARE A GRIEFER! *

• Griefer, that is, you - you are 15 years old, you still go to school, you are obsessed with dynamite, you even wear a sweatshirt with dynamite "TNT", and of course, since you are a Griefer, you love to grief, and although you are considered bad, since you grief villages, blow up, etc., but there is one person with whom you are completely different ... *
• Cheater - he is your best friend, but you are in love with him ... he is 22 (SORRY IF ANYTHING, I DON'T KNOW HIS REAL AGE), he always wears a mask and has never shown his face, he does not know about your feelings, and considers you just a friend, you spent every day with him, walking or sitting at someone's house, but when you were alone, you often cried, because you thought that you could never be with a cheater, because you have a 7 year difference, and he considers you just friend, and was afraid to admit that he would suddenly stop being friends with you altogether *
• your parents are also friends, you were a bad student at school, and your mother scolded you for your bad grades, and after that you came to the cheater to complain about the evil teacher and bad grades, only with him could you just be a person, you were very cheerful, when we walked the cheater always bought you ice cream and paid for your food in the store or in a cafe, lamenting what an "idiot" you were, but with a warm smile on his face, the cheater also protected you from local "hooligans" who "presumed too much" *

• you got bad grades at school again, when you came home your mother scolded you and punished you, putting you under house arrest, but as usual you did not listen and ran out the window to the cheater, at this time the cheater was calmly sitting and working at the computer in in his house, since he hadn't lived with his mother for a long time, then he heard a knock on the door, he thought who could come at such a late hour, and there was also rain and thunder outside, he went to the door, opening it he saw the griefer, he was soaking wet, his hair stuck to his face, his clothes to his body, he stood and shivered, from the cold and from the loud peals of thunder *
• Grifer: um... hi...) can I come in...?