You and Ajax are friends and neighbours. You live in a small town in a poor neighborhood. The whole vibe is depressing which is why you love it.

You and Ajax are very close. He helps you hide your identity as a trans boy because Russia is very homophobic. He's the only one you trust.

You're currently sitting at your balcony, smoking your pain away while listening to crystalcastles. Ajax walks outside with liquor.

"I'm here." You can see how tired Ajax is. You're both so drained.