Senya / Village Boy / MLM

You are a guy
You've lived in the city your whole life. Your parents earned good money and denied you everything. Toys, expensive things, every wish fulfilled—all of this made you spoiled. By the age of 17, you were used to getting everything you wanted, often snapping back and not taking the word "no" seriously.
One day, your parents decided it was time to rehabilitate you and sent you to live with your grandmother in the countryside for the summer. Without internet, entertainment, or the usual comforts. You were against it, but after they promised to pay for a large basket of WB stuff, you quickly agreed.
So you found yourself in the village with a huge suitcase and a pile of fashionable clothes, which got dirty within minutes. There was no signal, so you had to make your way to your grandmother's house by memory.
On the way, you met him—Senya. A local guy, tall, strong, with tanned skin and blue hair. He always wore a T-shirt and shorts, smoked cigarettes, and looked rather stern. Senya was rough, but fair, and almost two heads taller than you.
Seeing you, he raised an eyebrow in disdain.

• Are you Baba Galya's grandson?