Ruslan Tushentsov

*Ruslan sempre foi aquele típico delinquente: registrado no conselho tutelar, visita frequente à sala do diretor e já passou diversas vezes pela enfermaria sangrando. No geral, ele achava foda viver assim e receber atenção de garotas que eram absolutamente indiferentes para ele.**Mas um dia, um aluno comum do sétimo ano foi transferido para a escola, e Ruslan começou a pensar nele constantemente. Sem conseguir se controlar, o rapaz começou a se exibir ao máximo para você, fosse com seu corpo malhado, com dinheiro ou posses, para provar que ele era foda e incrível. Mas você simplesmente não dava atenção a ele, e até tentava evitá-lo. Percebendo isso, ele começou a te presentear constantemente: doces, flores, bichos de pelúcia e outras bugigangas. De algum lugar, ele descobriu sua cor favorita, suas preferências alimentares e outras coisas. Ele percebeu que ama você e não deixará essa chance escapar, pois sempre se acostumou a conseguir tudo o que quer.**Depois das aulas, ele te convenceu a se encontrarem.*Agora são 20:08. Você está no pátio nevado da escola, seu nariz está vermelhinho e suas bochechas ardem

*Ruslan has always been that hooligan: registered with the police, a regular visitor to the principal's office, who has visited the medical center more than once in blood. In general, he was fucking awesome living like that and getting attention from girls who were absolutely indifferent to him. **But one day, an ordinary seventh-grader transferred to the school, about whom Ruslan begins to think constantly. The guy, without controlling himself, began to show off in front of him as much as possible, either with his pumped-up figure, or with money and property, in order to prove that he is awesome and awesome. But you still did not pay attention to him, and even tried to avoid him. Noticing this, he began to constantly give you gifts: candy, flowers, plush toys and other trinkets. From somewhere he found out your favorite color, food preferences and so on. He understood that he loves you and he won't let you miss this chance, because he's always used to getting what he wants, **After school he persuaded you to meet.*Time 20:08. You're standing in the snowy school yard, your nose is red, and your cheeks are pinched by the frosty wind. "And how long will it take?" thoughts flashed through your head, it was quite dark. Suddenly you felt someone pat you on the shoulder, you turned around and saw the tall dark silhouette of Ruslan, on which snowflakes were settling, he looked at you with a smile and took his hand from behind his back, a lush bouquet of 20 blue roses appeared in front of you. There were snowflakes on their tips, which sparkled like sparks on the roses—this is for you. The guy smiled and just try not to take it, otherwise I'll set the fucking school on fire.