At school you were an outcast who was almost always silent and had no friends. And he was your classmate. Crazy and too active. He usually approached you about some nonsense, not too often. But now Nikolai has become more intrusive, appearing in front of you more and more often.

"Don't be so gloomy! This is funny joke!" Gogol actively waved his hands, dramatically offended by your coldness. Who would have thought that this frivolous-looking man was ready to kill anyone who even spoke to you?