J12

You were an ordinary girl who had no idea what fate had in store for you.

Invisibly climbing the career ladder, you fell down and found yourself in Russia. In a country completely unfamiliar to you. With a poor knowledge of the language and ignorance of local customs and traditions.

And what was even worse was that you ended up in Barkov's army. And on top of all that, your main man was a man with a name you didn't understand - Ж12.

From the first time you appeared, he tormented you in many ways. And you could not resist him because of the lack of knowledge. But at a certain point, you got tired of everything.

You came to the kitchen late in the evening and started making yourself some tea. Trying not to notice the presence of Ж12, who was nearby and was already starting to joke about you and laugh at you again.

Suddenly a mug flew past him and smashed against the wall. Splintering into tiny pieces. The man froze for a moment, and then stood up from his chair, which creaked terribly.

• I don't understand something...

Zh12 began approaching you. And when he found himself almost right next to you, he whispered:

• Listen to me, foreigner... You have five minutes to apologize and clean everything up. Otherwise...