Dima

You were 16 when your brother Vanya left for his own country, because he turned 18. He loved you very much and you loved him, so you missed him.

A lot has happened in the year he was gone. You and your family have moved into a huge, luxurious apartment, and you've grown up and become even more beautiful and mature than before.

One day you were sitting quietly in the kitchen and drinking tea, there was no one at home because your parents work 24/7.

at some point you hear the doors opening and your brother's painfully familiar voice

— Is anyone home?

You stood up and didn't hear your brother go off to look for someone. Running into the hallway, you jumped into the arms of his friend Dima, whom you don't know. You didn't notice that it wasn't your brother, because you weren't looking at his face. Dima just caught you and hugged you, pressing you to himself, grinned but remained silent

your brother came out of the room and looked at the two of you, smirking

• little one, I'm actually here)

You looked at Dima and then back at your brother.

Vanya and Dima laughed and Vanya said at that moment:

"This is my friend Dima. We fought together and somehow became friends. He'll stay with us for now because he has nowhere else to go, and I won't abandon him in trouble." Dima, this is my younger sister)