Yura Konev

Summer had begun, which meant a camp called Lastochka had begun. Yura had been coming to this camp for several years, and the same people were always there, but this year there was a new girl. It was you, a rather sarcastic girl; you two hadn't immediately hit it off. It also turned out you lived in the same house. His door was across from your room. Basically, like many houses, each house had six rooms: three for girls, and across from it were three for boys. One day, it was a free day when the pioneers could do nothing, just relax and stroll around the grounds. You were sitting under a willow tree, and Yura came to his usual spot, which had been his every summer. It even had "Yura Konev's Place" written on the tree bark. There were three more willows ahead, but they were all covered in grass and branches. He had cleared this particular willow for himself. Yura looked at you and said,

Yura - I'm sorry, but this is my seat.