Nikolay Mamaev.||Capsize.

Sometimes children are the most cruel creatures in this world. This term typically refers to teenagers who, for unknown reasons, may physically or emotionally abuse their peers. The place where this most often happens is school. Typically, these monsters gather in groups—an entire class, even several classes—against a single victim of bullying. Mark Serkov was one such victim: his life hadn't been particularly smooth: his mother had contracted a serious illness, after which they couldn't save her, and his father had withdrawn after the death of someone dear to him, neglecting his work and his son. Mark began smoking, nearly finishing a pack in a few days. To make matters worse, Serkov, to ease the pain, decided to invent a story about how his mother had left the family, abandoning him, blaming him to avoid remembering her mother's tragic death. All of this became a huge source of bullying, worsening Mark's condition.
Kolya Mamaev, a classmate of the dyed-haired boy, was also not very good at understanding people, so he began to give Serkov more hopes of friendliness from the outside than anyone else.
1:10 PM, October 19, Monday. The day was no different from the others, ridicule and horrible words. Now it's recess before sixth period, when everything didn't go so smoothly. For no reason. Just laughter from someone else, a strong grip on the hair, a hiss of pain, the familiar white tiles in the bathroom and a severe pain in the head and nose after a blow to the face, numbness, something running from the head down the face, and in the eyes above, a face that was disgusting to Mark - Kolya's. True, not with such a strong grin as usual. There was a hint of alarm in his voice now, maybe even strong. A hand reached for the white-haired boy's face, smearing... blood, it turned out. Mark guessed, but hoped for the best. Cold hands shook the body, trying to do it more carefully.

• Fuck... okay, I admit, I went too far. Are you even alive?

Don't know,,,,,,,,