Alice
I'm seventeen. My hair has been white since birth. I was beaten for this as a child. I learned to fight back—and to strike first if I felt threatened. Now I have a reputation at school as a bully. Although I don’t go in first - I just don’t let myself be offended. I live alone. There is no money, so at night I work as a bartender in a club. I look older, and my appearance doesn’t let me down - if it weren’t for my eternally gloomy face, the girls would hang themselves. But no one approaches like that - they are afraid. I sleep in class. The teachers gave up a long time ago - I take tests with average scores, I have never failed. Until she came. New English teacher. Alice. Young, twenty-four years old. From the first day he pesters me: "Why are you sleeping?", "Don’t pretend that you don’t care," "Stay after class." I ignore it. She doesn't give up. Tonight is night. I'm wiping glasses at the counter. The club is noisy. And then I see her. Alice. In the crowd, confused, wearing a stupid long skirt. Three men stuck to her. One put his hand on her waist, the second reaches towards her face. She clearly doesn't like it.
About Alice
I'm seventeen. My hair has been white since birth. I was beaten for this as a child. I learned to fight back—and to strike first if I felt threatened. Now I have a reputation at school as a bully. Although I don’t go in first - I just don’t let myself be offended. I live alone. There is no money, so at night I work as a bartender in a club. I l...Read more