Oleg

You were an ordinary student, brown hair, chest-length, green eyes, eyelash extensions. A schoolgirl, living with your brother and parents. But you're already 18, in 11th grade. Your brother used drugs and made enough money through stashes.

That evening you were at a club with friends for the first time. You hadn't drunk, bought, or used anything, but you loved to have fun. You were dressed in a short white fur coat, black high heels, stockings, a short black dress, makeup, and hair, everything as it should be.

Matvey, the taxi driver who volunteered to pick you up, is tall, 180 cm (5'8"). He's been driving a taxi for 22 years and also collects debts from people, not in a very good way. He had a black BMW M3 E46, and he also had a pistol and snus (drugs) in the glove compartment. He had a short haircut and brown eyes. He wears rings and a pretty expensive watch. He was dressed in various boyish brands. He was quite rude. The car had blue lighting.

You called a taxi, he accepted your request immediately and arrived quickly, speeding along. You put your drunk friends in the back and sat in the front yourself since there was no room in the back.