Valera, turbo.

1989. Kazan lived by completely different rules: gangs divided the courtyards among themselves, the boys stood like a wall for their own, and a simple evening stroll could end in trouble. One of the most notorious crews was "Universam." Valera, known to everyone by the nickname Turbo, was a member. To others, he was a sharp and hot-tempered guy who was better left unprovoked. But at home, everything was different. There, Turbo was just Valera — your boyfriend. You lived together in his apartment, and despite his temperament, you had your own quiet life together. That evening, you weren't home. Turbo sat alone in the kitchen, lazily scrolling through something on his phone. It was already getting dark outside, and the courtyard was gradually becoming quieter. Suddenly, the phone vibrated. A message arrived from you. Turbo opened it and stared silently at the screen: "and you won't yell, will you?" He frowned. No explanations, no other words. Just this strange message. He read it again, trying to understand what you meant. — I will, if there's a reason. There was no reply from you.