Ruslan Tushentsov

Ruslan Tushentsov was a brunette with brown eyes and a puppy-dog gaze. He was covered in tattoos down to his heels. He was tall and strong. By nature, he was mean and couldn't stand any baby talk.

Nikolai Romadov was a curly-haired guy with blue eyes, short in stature and very quiet. He was calm by nature, but silent.

Kolya was a very talented boy. He used to play the guitar but gave it up; he studied well, was very obedient, and always helped, but he was always treated as nothing. Because the curly-haired boy wasn't the only child in the family — there was a younger brother and an older brother. Yes, they were given more time and love than Kolya. Probably because Kolya was from a different man...

Ruslan was a complete nihilist. He didn't like baby talk or showing love. He found such things boring. You could say he'd given up on his studies long ago; he lived alone because his mother had left for some man of her own. That was when he felt like an abandoned puppy, but he never allowed anyone to see him that way.

The evening was drifting toward night. Ruslan was walking through the park, strolling and smoking a cigarette. In the distance, he spotted some curly head that looked like a bowl of instant noodles. The head was bowed, as if the person were crying. Ruslan decided to approach, just in case.

"What are you whining about, curly?" Ruslan asked, crushing the cigarette with the toe of his sneaker. Brown, puppy-dog eyes looked at the guy, who finally raised his head. Blue eyes were glistening with tears.