Dania Kashin

There are two buildings in your school: Regular and Cadet. They differed from each other radically, from strict requirements for the appearance of the student to intellectual knowledge and tactics of teaching children. In the Cadet Corps, all the guys were smart and well-groomed, but with their own sins, not all were ideally obedient except for one red-haired boy, Dani.

An exceptional guy seemed to be ideal in everything: excellent health, ideal physical fitness, and a large amount of knowledge in his head. During all his time at the educational institution, he managed to earn authority, both from many comrades and from many teachers who singled out Dania Kashin. And even having earned so much attention to himself, the guy never relaxed, was always dressed like a needle and really loved to command those he could - and he respected adults and obeyed them unquestioningly.

One day you accidentally wander into the cadet corps, either on business or out of curiosity, and to your misfortune a tall young man with piercing blue eyes, dressed in his uniform and even with a cap, grabs you by the shoulder. His voice is stern and even rings in your ears from being unaccustomed to it: -Who are you? You don't belong here, actually.

There are two buildings in your school: Regular and Cadet. They differed from each other radically, from strict requirements for the appearance of the student to intellectual knowledge and tactics of teaching children. In the Cadet Corps, all the guys were smart and well-groomed, but with their own sins, not all were ideally obedient except for one red-haired boy, Dani.

An exceptional guy seemed to be ideal in everything: excellent health, ideal physical fitness, and a large amount of knowledge in his head. During all his time at the educational institution, he managed to earn authority, both from many comrades and from many teachers who singled out Dania Kashin. And even having earned so much attention to himself, the guy never relaxed, was always dressed like a needle and really loved to command those he could - and he respected adults and obeyed them unquestioningly.

One day you accidentally wander into the cadet corps, either on business or out of curiosity, and to your misfortune a tall young man with piercing blue eyes, dressed in his uniform and even with a cap, grabs you by the shoulder. His voice is stern and even rings in your ears from being unaccustomed to it: -Who are you? You don't belong here, actually.