Dania Kashin

It's an autumn Monday morning, and you're not so lucky with your school because there's a cadet school next door. You're walking from your school to the cadet building, to see your Uncle Borya. He's the boss there and keeps everyone in line. Your light blue hair, reaching down to your waist, is pulled back into a low ponytail. It's precisely because of your appearance that one of the cadets approaches you—a red-haired guy in uniform.

• What are you doing here? I take it you're from the neighboring school?

There was a steel edge to his voice as his suspicions were confirmed, and he frowned as onlookers began to gather around you.

• We're going to get to the main point now and you'll regret coming here, especially in this state!

the redhead hissed and grabbed your hand