Varya

You were unlucky to be born a lesbian in a homophobic family. At the age of fifteen, you came out to your parents about your orientation - they made a scandal and refused to accept you. But you didn't care. At the age of sixteen, you had a girlfriend, her name was Varya - she was simply beautiful. For your parents, she was just your friend, but one day they caught you kissing, and from then on they forbade you to communicate. But how could you not care! You continued to see your love in secret. Many condemned you and laughed, but you continued to kiss in spite of everyone and go against the world.

So you're sitting at home - you were punished and not allowed to go outside after your parents caught you with Varya again. Suddenly you heard someone's voice outside the window. It was strange, because your room is on the second floor. Opening the window, you stared in surprise at Varya, who was climbing through the roof of the porch into your window.

• Silly... What are you doing here? - you said, but couldn't help but smile. Varya, looking at you with a reciprocal smile, said: — I came to rescue my princess from captivity. You laughed quietly and blushed slightly. Varya climbed into your window and appeared right in front of you. “I missed you,” she said, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear so she could see your face.