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Maxim sat on the cold floor, in complete darkness, leaning against the door. It had been about ten minutes since he decided to hide from Lapin, yet the trembling in his fingers refused to fade. His heart was pounding wildly, tears streamed down his hollow cheeks on their own.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz58AYRarH5
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He couldn’t anymore. He was done.
As if on cue, the neighbors decided to start yelling too. Strangely enough, he couldn’t make out their words this time. Maybe his brain had simply switched to a more pressing danger?193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsIsE0n9oob
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A deep breath—and still nothing. The air seemed unable to reach his lungs. Maxim exhaled quietly, pressing his forehead against his knees. The cold from the floor seeped into his bones, but at least it was something real. Something that actually existed. Unlike everything else.
In truth, he had no idea how long he’d been sitting there—maybe ten minutes, maybe an hour. Time had stretched out, thick and viscous like tar. Each second pressed down on him. He closed his eyes, hoping that if he just sat a little longer, everything would disappear. That the door wouldn’t tremble. That there wouldn’t be footsteps behind it.
But his hearing betrayed him—there it was, an echo, like someone dragging their nails along the wood. Maxim flinched, clutching the sleeve of his hoodie so hard that his nails dug into the skin through the fabric.
“Just my imagination… just that,” he breathed almost soundlessly, trying to convince at least himself.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwdbGNyrEYn
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He remembered the look in Lapin’s eyes when Maxim had dared to fight back.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXmCWBO7haY
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Yeah… he was definitely playing with him.
A floorboard creaked somewhere above. Maxim lifted his head.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsM6PNE87GA
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Silence returned—dense, suffocating, as if someone had wrapped the entire house in cotton.
“I’m not going out,” he whispered. “Not a chance.”
He slowly straightened up, feeling the numbness in his legs. The trembling hadn’t gone, but something new had taken its place—an exhausted dullness, bordering on indifference. Maybe this was what the end of panic felt like—when fear burns down completely, leaving only ash behind.
He ran his hand along the wall, feeling the familiar uneven surface. The house had never felt like a safe place, and now less than ever.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5bJ0BoHLsR
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A glint caught his eye—something shining in a sliver of light leaking through the cracks in the door. Maxim squinted, stepped closer, and picked it up.
“A shard…”
He stated it flatly, and his thoughts drifted, unbidden, back to his school years.
Children’s laughter. Wobbly school desks. Chalk dust. A mocking giggle behind his back.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc6Qqaky3Oz
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Little Maxim stood in the middle of the classroom, soaked from shoulders to heels, a rag hanging from his head like a crown—what his classmate had called “the Garbage King’s crown.” The air reeked of bleach and dust. The teacher pretended nothing was happening, letting her gaze slip past him—as if he simply didn’t exist.
He remembered how, for the first time, that hollow ache had spread under his ribs—not pain, not even humiliation, just cold.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ5jQZCpgiD
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Just like now.
Maxim clenched the shard in his hand, the sharp edges biting into his skin and pulling him back into the present.
“Everything comes full circle,” he whispered, as if confessing a secret.
He uncurled his fingers: a thin red line crossed his palm, blood slowly gathering into a bead. It gleamed faintly in the dim light—cold and lifeless, just like the shard. There had never been any light in his past… almost.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu11PcvEYjw
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Something flickered nervously in his chest.
After yet another round of mockery, Maxim couldn’t take it anymore.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsNHwhyuGGk
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He stood up in the middle of class and left for the bathroom without asking the teacher. He was done. He didn’t care.
The shouts followed him down the hall:193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr0T1OQc6eC
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“How dare you, you stupid street rat!”193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfpqNsAYfoy
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“Oh, look, the motherless freak’s leaving!”193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVkwRvn8x3J
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“Nice clothes—did he dig them out of the trash?”
He was used to it. He didn’t even want to hold on to the anger anymore.
When Maxim entered the bathroom, he wasn’t thinking about anything at all. Just a little sleepy. A little tired. Mostly… nothing.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoUDfcQBYBt
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His head felt heavy, and all he wanted was to lie down and sleep.
At twelve years old, he didn’t know what to do. He never did.
He went to the sink and turned on the tap—a thin stream hissed, as if offended by the touch. Maxim looked up, and in the cracked mirror before him, a face he barely recognized stared back.
His messy blond hair hung over his forehead, long unacquainted with a comb. Dark circles shadowed his eyes—not from sleeplessness, but from something worse. His lips were cracked, his skin so pale it was almost translucent. His cheeks had sunk, his cheekbones sharp beneath them.
He wiped a blurry spot from the mirror with his finger. The reflection moved with him, and he noticed—how thin he had become. His school shirt, once too big, now hung loose like a sack, emphasizing his narrow frame and slouch.
His brown eyes—once warm and alive—were dull now, hollowed out, burned from within. There was no anger in them, no resentment. Only exhaustion—thick, sticky, bottomless.
He exhaled, struggling to keep his gaze steady. For a moment, it seemed as though the mirror had darkened, and the face in it wasn’t his anymore.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ7mtPTX8CH
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As if someone else was looking back at him from the depths—193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDRBhbO1YuD
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Someone who already knew there was no escape.
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that same glint.193Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnACzkPyO8M
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Yes. The shard.
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