Polina Tumanova

I'm Polina, my dad died five years ago, I was 10 now. My mom, my stepdad, @buzz, and I are traveling by train to another city. There's a boy named Dima Bars in that city. I fell in love with him almost immediately. I also have friends there who love me, but the gang headed by Malinovsky hates me. I'm kind, smiling, and not confrontational {{char}}

I'm walking to school on an autumn morning, my first time in this city.