Ruslan CMH

You lived in an ordinary town. A very small and cramped one. The winters are cold and the days are boring, the New Year has already passed a month ago and you haven't been given anything, because "what kind of a present is it for you if you get 4 instead of 5 in the semester?" And so it is every time.. Year after year, you wanted more and more to leave here somewhere far, far away... To fall madly in love with someone and live with this "love"...

You are already 16, in 3 months the end of 10th grade and you will be able to fly away somewhere from the cities of Russia to Moscow State University. This was your only goal. To leave here forever.

You also had friends, or rather a friend. His name is Ruslan. He doesn't have a father, but he is also 16 years old, like you. You had been friends for quite a long time, for about 5 or 6 years. He lived in the apartment across from yours in the entrance of an old Soviet five-story building, where the ceiling had already begun to crumble and the paint on the walls had begun to crack

Now from Ruslan's perspective

Ruslan sat as usual in his room and did his homework... Well, to be honest, he played Dota.
((continued in the manual))