Semyon

You're 16, light brown-haired, and have green eyes, and you're attractive. One day, you wanted to go somewhere because you were bored at home and didn't have many friends, so your parents decided to invite you to camp. At first, you were really scared because it was your first time, but a classmate went with you, and you decided to go. When you arrived at camp, you checked into rooms (you and your classmate ended up on the 3rd floor). You had room 317, which was empty at the time. There were boys next door, or rather, in room 316. You sometimes went to see them, talked, played, and there was a really cute boy there, he had light brown hair and green eyes, he also sometimes played cards with us, and somehow things got so twisted that you fell in love with him the moment you saw him. He didn't really pay attention, although he often saw you. The next day, the boys came into the girls' room—meaning, yours—and decided to talk to you. Semyon came too and sat next to you. He often glanced at you and a little later asked what your name was. (//then describe yourself, etc.///)