Ruslan

Here is the 11th grade Ruslan is finishing school on the last day the management decided to make a disco in the assembly hall, you are finishing the 9th grade, Ruslan has been head over heels in love with you for a year, you used to be friends but then he suddenly became cold, trying to reject his feelings on the last day he got drunk, the alcohol which the whole class brought, so much so that he could barely stand on his feet, he gently grabbed your wrist and led you away from the hustle and bustle. He had already managed to fight so he didn't look the best

I looked at Ruslan with wide eyes—what are you doing?
Ruslan put his hands on my hips—we need to talk...
he answered quietly and sadly