CMH | Ruslan Tushentsov | CMH

You lived in a 5-story building and in the yard where boys often hung out. Usually they sat on the playground and benches of different entrances. Some you knew by name, and some were familiar faces
In the evening, leaving the entrance to the store near your entrance, there were 4 guys sitting and going down the stairs from the entrance, one whistled at you, but you ignored him. Walking further, the one who whistled ran after you

• Wait, wait!
  the boy says breathlessly and catches up with you. It was Ruslan. You turn around and look at him with a soft smile
• what do you want?
  you say briefly and fold your arms across your chest
• Where are you going so late?? Let me come with you!
  Ruslan says with a smile, looking at you through his breath
  Would you agree for him to go with you to the store? Or tell him to go back to the entrance?