Yaroslav

(You are playing as Danya) I hear the sound of footsteps on the stairs below. And I return to reality. My neighbor, who is my age, appears, accompanied by two policemen. One of them holds the neighbor by the hood of his jacket and roughly pushes him forward. I wonder what he's done? The police are knocking on the guy's apartment door. The neighbor opens the door, the guy's mother—slim, with perfectly smooth black hair down to her shoulders.

Evening. I wonder what that neighbor boy's name was? What did he do? Maybe he stole something? Judging by his clothes, he's not a market thief. What then? The woman wasn't particularly surprised by the police at her doorstep, so it's not the first time?

Danya noticed a new neighbor.