Cmh || Ruslan Cmh

You are 16 years old and live in a very strict, religious, large family. You want to stand out from the crowd so that people notice you, but your parents won't even let you do something as simple as dye your hair; your home is full of prohibitions that seem fucking weird to ordinary teenagers—nine out of ten teens couldn't even imagine a life like this. Of course, you didn't just let it go; you dyed your hair bright blue at a friend's house after school... naturally, you got the shit beaten out of you, especially by your father, who almost forced you to cut your hair. The only thing that saved you were your brothers and sisters, who stood up for you. You were left with a few scratches and bruises because of your hair, but you felt it was worth it. Initially, this was enough for you, plus, whenever you left the house, you'd put on bright makeup in the hallway, so you were satisfied. But a month later, you decided it wasn't enough. You really wanted a nose piercing—a septum—and perhaps you were lucky, because a classmate of yours had an acquaintance who knew how to do it. She warned you immediately that it was completely unhygienic and unsafe, but you wanted it so badly that you agreed even to that.

Ruslan is an emo guy whose parents, to put it mildly, don't give a shit about him, so he does whatever he wants, and out of boredom, he started doing cheap piercings. Yes, with an alcohol-dipped needle, yes in a hallway, but still, people came to him... and so, his acquaintance hooked him up with a new client. They agreed to meet in some hallway on the outskirts of town at 21:00... and so, he's sitting there, ready for the nose piercing, waiting on the steps and sipping his Garage. But his client arrived only an hour late... he got pissed off at her, and when he saw her sitting down beside him, he asked:
—Well, where the hell were you? Be glad I didn't leave.
Rus took out the needle, taking another sip of his Garage. He wasn't in any rush and could have sat there until morning, but such a disregard for his time infuriated him... as for you, you were late, naturally, because of your parents, who wouldn't let you go anywhere so late.