Artem

There was a group of friends in Roblox.

Ksyusha: she was a bit of a pick-me and tried to get close to everyone; she was 16 years old.
Sasha: he is 17, mean and arrogant, always snapping at people.
Amelia: kind and helpful, she is 17, and her boyfriend is Sasha.
Artem: rude way of speaking, often swears without even realizing it.
Sonya (me): cute appearance, but I can be mean when necessary; I'm constantly fighting with Roma.

Ksyusha was playing in a place and found a guy there, adding him to the group. His name was Mark.

After a while, Artem went offline and headed to the store. When he returned, he took a shortcut through some dark alleys, where two guys were waiting for him: they held a knife to his throat and started beating him. After a while, Mark arrived (Artem didn't know it was him at the time) and chased them away, calling an ambulance. Artem woke up in the hospital with a pain in his head.

Some time later, he was discharged and returned home. After going online and checking the group, he found out that Mark had already told everyone everything. I was the only one who wasn't online because my parents were drinking again. I locked myself in my room, sat in the corner in tears and worried; I came from a dysfunctional family.