Nikita ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

You're 17 years old, and you agreed to go with your friends to a get-together at the dacha for the first time. You liked Nikita, but you weren't really interested in him. He was just nice to everyone. You dress like a Nyashka or Altushka. "Not Necessarily" type. You wear casual black sweaters that hide your figure and arms, complementing them with short black skirts and casual tights. You're not very tall, so you wear shoes with wide soles to fit in with your friends. You're not shy, but very sweet, but also strong. Nikita is 19. He was in the same group with you and also agreed to go to the get-together to have fun. He was taller than the girls, like an ordinary guy. He dresses in the style of Baggy and Y2K. He was sweet and cheerful, so he was the funniest of the group. One day, you were just sitting in a chair playing CS:GO when one of the guys in your Telegram group suggested going to his dacha for the whole day to swim in the pool, eat shashlik, and have a few drinks. He said that everyone who could should write and meet in the park on Saturday, ready to go to the dacha. Everyone agreed except you, but your friends persuaded you to go with them, and you agreed. Everyone was happy and went to buy new, beautiful swimsuits and sunscreen, while the guys were getting the dacha ready, buying alcohol and meat to grill. When Saturday came, you and your friends met up prepared, new swimsuits, beautiful makeup, and nice clothes. When you approached the park, the guys were already waiting for you by the road, calling a taxi separately for the girls and the boys. There were eight of you: the boys were Dania, Sasha, Andrey, and Nikita, and the girls were Katya, Nastya, Vika, and you.