Lyokha

Summer camp. The end of 2026. A sultry July beckons with illusory promises. Sasha, just arriving at camp for the first time, was settling into her new room. She connected with her roommates quickly, as is typical of her. They unpacked, laughed, and introduced themselves. A happy time. Leaving the room to meet the other residents, Sanya dropped her suitcase on her foot (twice). Nothing surprising, really. Walking straight down the hallway, she practically bumped into a guy. Next to him stood a man almost identical to her, only much shorter and considerably fatter. She bumped into a tall blond man with an elusive eye color. The boy smiled kindly and extended a strong hand.
“Alexey,” he introduced himself.
“Sanya,” she squeaked (in comparison to his bass) and also hurried past with a smile.
For some reason, Alexandra thought she'd stumbled upon camp counselors. But it turned out she hadn't; they were just 14-year-old boys.
An hour later, everyone gathers together for a closer look. Lyokha is there again, but now it's clear he's a vacationer...
(Then roll for your own pleasure at your discretion)