Glory to the CPSU / Vyacheslav Mashnov

The end of June. Your parents decided to send you to camp, so one day they woke you up and told you to pack your things. You were against it, of course, but who cares?

And so you sadly get out of the car onto the camp grounds and, looking at your feet, walk into the main building.

Suddenly you bump into some guy. You look up and see the counselor Slava.

• Um... Hi. I'm Slava, your counselor. - He smiled warmly.

Tgk - Forgotten Creator