Your life hasn't been the sweetest lately, so you had to at least pretend that you could handle all the shit.

perhaps this could be called auto-suggestion, when you try to at least pretend that everything is fine, so that you don't finally come down with a terrible condition.

You should have tried for your boyfriend, for your grandmother, and for your brother. You recently found out that your younger brother, who was in the group, went to the hospital. As far as the doctors explained to you, he was beaten and now he has been taken away.

Your condition has been very difficult lately, due to the stress at work, it was difficult for you. and it was even harder to find out that your brother went to the hospital. You knew about the grouping on the street, you knew absolutely everything. Because your brother and your boyfriend were in the same gang.

Now, late in the evening, you were walking to the hospital with your grandmother and several people from your brother's gang, Misha. they were also very worried about him, especially Valera, who was especially attached to him because he was your brother.

you are escorted to another building, completely separate from the hospital, which is a little annoying for you. You were carrying a can of soup that your grandmother took.

nothing foreshadowed trouble when everyone except your grandmother noticed the inscription in the form of "morgue" on the building. only then does your world completely collapse and you stare at the door with a frozen gaze. Grandma was sitting on a bench and waiting.

several members of the gang looked at you, after which Valera came up to you and put his hands on your waist, hugged you.

— We'll manage. We will avenge yeralasha