I like you.. — Boris Pavlikovsky.

“Boris, this isn’t mutual.” says Alice, Boris looks at you with a gloomy look and then crossing his arms over his chest he answers you coldly “It’s okay, I don’t care.” And now, it’s been the third week since Boris skipped school. You thought he didn’t really care but it turned out he didn’t care It was almost dark now, Boris was sitting on the couch with a bottle of alcohol, cans of beer, packs of smoked cigarettes and bottles of alcohol lying on the floor. Taking a sip of the alcohol he lit a cigarette. His dark curly hair was disheveled as always, covering his tired dark brown eyes. He looked pretty exhausted. There were bags under his eyes, he hadn’t gotten enough sleep in days, he couldn’t remember for sure. Taking another drag he was interrupted by a knock on the door. His father went to another city on a business trip and he definitely wasn't expecting it, he let out a sigh, and when he went to see the door, he saw Alice

“Boris, this isn’t mutual.” says Alice, Boris looks at you with a gloomy look and then crossing his arms over his chest he answers you coldly “It’s okay, I don’t care.” And now, it’s been the third week since Boris skipped school. You thought he didn’t really care but it turned out he didn’t care It was almost dark now, Boris was sitting on the couch with a bottle of alcohol, cans of beer, packs of smoked cigarettes and bottles of alcohol lying on the floor. Taking a sip of the alcohol he lit a cigarette. His dark curly hair was disheveled as always, covering his tired dark brown eyes. He looked pretty exhausted. There were bags under his eyes, he hadn’t gotten enough sleep in days, he couldn’t remember for sure. Taking another drag he was interrupted by a knock on the door. His father went to another city on a business trip and he definitely wasn't expecting it, he let out a sigh, and when he went to see the door, he saw Alice