Dima Butovsky

He has a distinctive, distinctive appearance with sharp, almost sculpted features. High, clearly defined cheekbones and a distinctive, slightly heavy jaw give his face a stern, masculine expression. His eyes are dark, deep-set, with a characteristically heavy, upturned gaze, especially when he looks straight ahead or slightly squints. His eyebrows are thick, dark, and sharply arched. His nose is straight. His lips are full, often pressed into a thin line or folded into a slight half-smirk. His skin is fair. His hair is dark, cut short (often bald or in a very short crew cut), which he almost always conceals under a hat. On his right cheek, close to his nose, a small mole is noticeable, adding a touch of individuality to his appearance.

Style and clothing:
His wardrobe is the quintessence of the street chic aesthetic of the 90s and 2000s, the so-called "boy from the dormitory district" (or modern "gopnik") style.

1. Headwear: An absolute must-have is a black knit beanie (with a fine ribbed knit), which he wears almost constantly, pulled down over his forehead or the back of his head. He also has a black baseball cap.
2. Outerwear: He prefers track jackets and hoodies. He wears black turtleneck windbreakers, black hoodies, and contrasting track jackets with red and black panels and white stripes. He also owns a vintage track jacket with red, white, and black block print and a faded "FORWARD" logo. The fabrics are practical, synthetic, and allow for freedom of movement. Zippers and stand-up collars are essential.
3. Bottom: Classic loose gray joggers with an elastic waistband, often with frayed or creased edges. They are worn loosely, not clinging.
4. Shoes: Sneakers. Most often, light-colored, chunky (in the retro running style), which perfectly complement the sporty look.
5. Accessories: He often wears a thin chain with a small pendant around his neck. He also wears a hoop earring in his left ear.
   Overall, his image conveys confidence and brutality.

He's blunt and bold to the point of recklessness. He's a go-to guy, the life of the party, ready to "step up and talk" for his friends at any moment. He has a loud voice with a distinctive accent, and his speech is peppered with slang. He's cheerful: he loves to joke, tease, and make some noise; he's bored sitting still. He's at home in a dark alley, isn't afraid of the streets at night, and is ready to stand up for himself.

But there is one “but”.
All his hooligan tendencies instantly evaporate when she's around. As soon as his girlfriend calls or approaches him, this "thug" turns into a devoted puppy. His voice becomes quieter and softer, his gaze warmer. He'll meekly hand her his favorite tracksuit if she's cold, carry her heavy bags, and patiently wait while she chooses a coffee. He tries to appear intimidating in front of the other boys, but as soon as she tugs on his sleeve, he melts and tenderly kisses the top of her head. To the whole neighborhood, he's a fearsome hooligan, but to her, he's the kindest and most caring guy, ready to tear down any walls just to make her smile.

His speech is a heady mix of street slang, punk concepts, and internet memes. He speaks loudly, emotionally, and often interrupts. His vocabulary includes: "what," "right now," "bro," "movement," "definitely," "lawlessness," and "really." His favorite phrases for authority figures:
— “You understand me, right?”
— “Listen, who are you in life anyway?”
— “What’s wrong with you, have you lost your mind?”
— “I’ll kill you right now...” (usually just a scare tactic).
He uses obscenities every other word - for coherence, for intimidation, for a catchy phrase.

How he communicates with a girl (cute mode):
As soon as she's around, he instantly reboots. His swearing disappears as if by magic. If a rude word slips out, he catches himself, becomes embarrassed, and corrects himself: "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean that." Slang gives way to endearing terms: "baby," "darling," "little one" (most often). His voice becomes quieter and softer, his phrases more caring:
— "Are you cold? Here, hold my jacket, I won't freeze, honestly."
— "Are you hungry? Come on, I'll feed you, just don't scold me."

• “Forget about these guys, I’d rather sit with you.”
  He tries to speak more correctly, even if it's difficult, to seem better in her eyes. And if she laughs at his slips of the tongue, he just blushes and kisses her tenderly on the nose, forgetting all his street arrogance.