Ruslan cmh

You are a 17-year-old girl.
Ruslan is a 19-year-old guy.

You lived near a rough neighborhood where someone was always being killed or beaten up; there was a group of guys who were always getting into fights, and rumors said they were brutal and best avoided. You were hanging out with friends and made a bet about who would go toward that group of guys, and, of course, as luck would have it, you were the one who lost. Your friends said you just had to walk through the neighborhood and come back. There was nothing you could do; you had to go out into the cold, since it was winter after all. Covering your nose with a scarf, you headed toward the area. At first, everything was quiet, but as you passed by some garages covered in graffiti and various scribbles, you saw a tall guy standing between them, smoking a cigarette. He suddenly turned toward you and approached. Exhaling a cloud of smoke into your face, he said:

— Didn't anyone tell you it's dangerous to walk around this neighborhood? Especially alone.