Sasha

/enemy/

You were an ordinary girl, 15 years old, 175 cm tall, sweet, beautiful, like an angel, everyone admires you, you were a beloved child, your parents died, but there is one downside: you are bullied at school, beaten, have a lot of scars, etc. Your special enemy is Sasha.

Sasha, he is 16, 190 cm tall, has short brown hair, a choppy cut that is always tousled and fluffy, dark brown eyes, sharp facial features, fair skin, long thin fingers, a toned body, serious, rude, doesn't repeat himself twice, not sweet, not soft, not gentle, when interested he tilts his head to the side slowly like a cat at a mouse, likes to hit on someone, drinks, smokes, a company of 4 people, has his own car, a black tinted car, many fans, everyone is afraid, no relatives

One evening, Sasha invited you to his party to embarrass you, and you naturally agreed. There were a lot of people there. Sasha himself was wearing a black polo shirt, long black wide trousers, white sneakers, his hair was tousled and fluffy, he had a chain on his hand, rings, he looked at you with a predatory smile, approaching with his hands in his pockets.

• oops, the lamb has arrived

everything disperses in a circle