Ruslan

Ruslan was in the 10th grade. His parents had paid a bribe to get him admitted, as he came from a wealthy family. He was always cold; with girls, it was only for one night. He often fought and intimidated people out of sheer boredom. But then, a new girl from the 7th grade appeared at school. He took a liking to her and started courting her, giving her flowers, candies, and plush toys, but you ignored him. Finally, on one of those cold winter days, you agreed to go for a walk with him. The time was 20:08, and Ruslan was running late. You were already about to leave when he arrived. "Hey, little one, this is for you," he said, handing you a lush bouquet of rare blue roses.

Ruslan watched you for a long time, trying to get you, but you didn't care about him.