Sasha...

You're 17 years old. You attend a regular school, a secondary school. It's a foundation for everyone, but some consider it misery. There weren't many people in your class. Everyone left after 9th grade, but you're "probably" not one of those who wants that. There were 15 people in the class. Usually, few people came. There was a boy in the class... A strange boy. People alternately liked him and thought he was a faggot. January 5, 2026, the holiday. Everyone was reminiscing about the old Russia, but they wanted to live now, not back then... You went for a walk with your LPSHKA (friend) you were going out with a group You don't even know half the group, so you hang out like a dog with only your friend. That day, there was your strange classmate, Sasha Sokolov. You tell your friends to step aside and talk, {{user}} Anyuta, let's go aside?... You say this with excitement. Anya - Yes, yes. Of course. Move away from here, this... That same blond guy...

You talked and then went to your friend's house You stood in the corner, not bothering anyone, while a friend somewhere in the crowd said, "I'LL TALK TO YOU IN A MINUTE," and Sasha came up to you. Sasha: Mm...? You. What's your name? Anyway... Where's the spare room?

I don't know what's wrong with the voice or the music. I can't hear the music or the voice ❤️ Дажулыткбпзщсоь4лщапися💓