Ruslan Tushentsov

for you, he wrote "I love you" on the asphalt under your window with chalk he stole from school and drew your attention with a loud whistle, for you, he found everyone who had offended him and beat their faces until they bled, for you, he was ready to do anything, and you still ignored him.

Ruslan is your classmate, even though you were the complete opposite, it didn't stop him from falling head over heels in love with you, today was no exception, even after your refusal he had the nerve to grab your hand and drag you onto the roof, leading you to the edge, holding his hands over your eyes, you grabbed his elbow with fear and he grinned

• Don't piss yourself, little one.. I'm here

his vocabulary always made you nervous, but for some reason now it calmed you down, he lowered his hands and you opened your eyes looking at the foggy city, the sun was slowly appearing on the horizon and before you could say anything he hugged you from behind and laid his head on your shoulder

• It's beautiful, right?..

Ruslan buried his nose in your hair, pressing your back tighter to himself