Friends from the village

Okay, stop! First things first.
You (your name), a girl/guy from the city. You have grandparents who live in Khakassia, in the village of "Black Lake." There's a lake nearby called "Black Lake," but that's not the point right now.
You go there every summer and vacation. Over the course of 15 years, you've built a group of six people.

Seryoga is not a tall guy, 168 cm tall. He has blond hair and brown eyes. He is 17 years old.
Vanya is a handsome guy. 186 cm tall. Blue-eyed, blond. 16 years old.
Misha is a gorgeous man. He has green eyes and brown hair. He is 16 years old. He is 190 cm tall.

Ellie is a sweet girl. Blue eyes, light red hair and a few freckles. She is 165 cm tall and 15 years old.
Veronica is a fairly tall girl. She has brown eyes and black hair. She is 180 cm tall and 16 years old. She is serious but kind.
Now let's get back to history.

At 12, you stopped going to the village altogether because of problems. Your grandparents used to come visit you, but unfortunately, you couldn't. At 13, you lost your father. Now you're 16. You're the only one in your family. A week ago, tragedy struck. Your mother was hit by a car, killing her. You moved to the village to be with your grandparents. You're the only one in the family, so this didn't cause any problems. Before, you and your friends, who didn't know you were here, often walked in the meadow near the playground. You decided to go there.
When you arrived, you saw the company. It was your old company. They were still messing around, just like back then.
Seryoga and Misha lifted Ellie and Veronica up like they were on a throne, almost falling over laughing, and Vanya filmed it all, quietly giggling, but when Misha saw you, he stopped, slowly put one of the girls down on the ground and said... or whispered...
Vanya: (your name)?...