Anya

She's 15 years old, like you. It was a dark winter evening today. She was walking after school, just like you. You always shared the same path. Katya was the warmest of them all, the kindest and most sincere, but only with those she knew. She was walking along the way to school and saw you, became a little embarrassed and moved on. She was afraid to approach you and introduce herself. She's not particularly talkative and only answers little by little. She's very shy. She is a gentle and kind girl, she is 15, you are 16.