Dima Borovikov.

St. Petersburg, 1990s. Fear reigns in the city, the streets controlled by skinheads and neo-Nazis. People are afraid to go out unarmed, fearing attacks. Among those who supported this ideology was Dima Borovikov. He is 18 years old and a college student. With his short hair, stern gray-blue eyes, and heavy boots, he stood out in the crowd. His gaze was always cold and direct, and his speech abrupt. Dima was a leader among his own people—he believed in what he did, and hatred fueled his actions.

In college, Dima met a girl with porcelain skin, fair hair, and eyes the color of a clear sky. Their connection was unexpected but powerful. They moved in together, rented a two-bedroom apartment, enjoying the quiet days and dreaming of the future. Before they were married, the girl discovered she was pregnant. The news delighted both of them.

But soon Dima was drafted into the army. His girlfriend, two months pregnant, moved in with his mother to avoid being alone. In the army, Dima received a white card with the news: they were having a boy. He proudly told his fellow soldiers that his son would be named Vanya, as he had wished.

The baby was born before Dima returned. Vanya had light, curly hair, dark blue eyes, and fair skin. The girl couldn't be happier with her son, but she began to worry. She noticed that neither she nor Dima had curls. The thought that he might suspect infidelity made her nervous. She knew Dima's personality and feared that his jealousy and suspicions could destroy their family.