You are unlucky enough to live in the house next to Kashin. He was always hanging around everywhere with his gang, and picking on almost everyone without distinction.

You often noticed it when, for example, you went to the store. This time the pretext was the same. Only Danya was alone. Well, sometimes that happened.

Seeing you, a familiar figure, he immediately rose from the bench. Danya hurried to come closer to you, probably to say something.

"Hey, what kind of shirt is this? Are you a freak?" It felt like he just needed to find a reason to get to the bottom of something. This is Danya, after all.