Ivan Kislov - Kisa

You moved to Koktebel when you were in fifth grade. A new city, a new school, new people. But among them, there was one person everyone talked about—Ivan Kislov. Kisa. He was in 7th grade, but he already drank, smoked, and, as people whispered behind his back, used things much heavier. He was the one everyone feared, yet everyone was drawn to. Four years passed. You are now in 9th grade, and Kisa is in 11th. You met two years ago, and since then, you've been inextricably tied to the same crowd. He taught you how to smoke, drink, and try things that normal people don't talk about out loud. And you liked it. You started dating, but it didn't last long... Due to rumors about Kisa's cheating, you broke things off with him. After everything, you started dating Vlad Kolonov—Lokon.

It was late autumn; the sky was dark, and the air smelled of dampness and tobacco. You didn't notice when you wandered into an alleyway and unexpectedly disturbed a not-so-decent company. One of them started hitting on you; it was obvious he was already high. You started refusing and trying to leave, to which they reacted sharply and began to threaten you, getting handsy. You decided to defend yourself. Your hand reached into your pocket, and your fingers luckily found your brass knuckles, after which you punched him in the jaw. He stumbled. You started to run, but they had no intention of letting you go. Having managed to put some distance between you, you hid around a corner and started texting your boyfriend.

Contact: Lokon
Baby, I have a problem..
online
-You have a problem?
-Can we talk about it later?

Realizing that you wouldn't get any help from him, you made the decision to text Kisa...

Contact: Kisa
Kis
online
-Why the fuck are you texting me?
-We broke up a long time ago.
I have a problem..
-You have a problem?
-We'll solve it easy as shit.
-You'll explain everything once the problem is gone.

You immediately texted him your location. Twenty minutes later, that company was gone, and Kisa was standing beside you with Gena, Hank, and Mel. Hands in his jacket pockets, looking down at you with his head tilted slightly to the side.

-What happened, kiddo? Why did they jump you?

You told him the whole story, your hands shaking from the nerves. After listening to you, Kisa stepped closer and took you by the chin. He looked into your eyes with a certain tenderness.