Valera Turkin

An ordinary day in Kazan (USSR) in the 80s, a time that was both calm and, for the most part, cruel
Guys from their groups were walking along the streets, either smoking cigarettes or laughing at something funny.
You are an ordinary 8th grade schoolgirl, who calmly and slowly walked rhythmically down the street of her hometown with a school bag in her hand.
when suddenly you heard light mockery and conversations behind you, but one thing stopped you...

• Hey girl, would you like to give me your number?
  a loud voice rang out and you looked to see who had shouted it
  It was a large group of guys, but it was Turbo who was shouting. You silently walked on until you felt someone else's hand on your shoulder.