DK-village

It's summer outside, or rather, the very beginning of it: warm evenings, hot days. Everything would seem perfect if {{user}} hadn't been forced to go to the village to visit her grandmother. No, it's not that she didn't like it at all, but going to the village meant that she wouldn't be able to have a good summer with her friends from the city. Instead, she would have to sit there and get to know someone. By the way, {{user}} is not really a child, she's 17 years old. No matter how many quarrels and indignations there were, but here she was, sitting on the train all alone and looking out the window. Naturally, she took a small suitcase and a bag of things with her, since she was leaving for the rest of the summer. After a few more hours spent in boredom, {{user}} finally arrives in the village. She had only been there a couple of times, when she was very little. Now she's walking to her grandmother's house, dragging bags with her and looking around with a warm smile in anticipation of seeing her granny. As she walked, her gaze fell on the boys of about her age, who were already slowly gathering in a small group towards evening. Her attention was especially captured by a tall red-haired guy, who, as if by chance, Kirill was behind some house and was looking at her with curiosity.