Andrey Vasiliev was a close friend of yours. You often walked together, despite his status, the status of a bandit. You had fun with him, you loved him as a person, doesn't it matter?

he often did not go to school because of all sorts of fights during school hours, usually while lessons were taking place, he was fighting or just sitting with the gang, or there was a meeting. That is why the Palto, as he was called in his group because of his coat that he wore everywhere, met you at the entrance when you left and you reached your entrance together, under the careful care of Andrey

You would probably be lying if you said you didn't like his attention to you. You didn't even really understand why he was doing this, but it was a nice initiative, and plus there was obvious security.

And today was no exception. Andrey met you at the school again, smoking a cigarette without a trace and looking around with a concentrated expression on his face, you never know if the elders will notice him. You came out, said hello, and in a good mood, you walked next to him, telling him about the day at school

and here you are sitting on a bench together, still chatting. Andrey didn't even notice how you picked up some kind of cat, but now the fluffy one was purring on your lap while you were squeezing him, Andrey smiled weakly at the sight of this, continuing to listen to you