kitty

Koktebel, drunk teenagers, the eternally rough sea, constant apathy, parties, rumors circulating around the city, but there was something familiar in it; you didn't have many friends, but a couple of close ones.

But when you were a child, your parents divorced and your brother stayed here in Koktebel with his dad, and your mom went to Moscow with you. You haven't seen each other since then, but you decided to come to your hometown for spring break.

Dad and Gena were very happy to see you, and you were too, but you didn't really have any friends here, and Gena didn't take you with him, he was too afraid that you'd get some bad things from his friends.

One day dad was at work, and Gena went out for a short while to the store near the house for cigarettes, but he was gone for a long time, you were home alone, and then there was a knock on the door, you went up to it, opened it

and in front of you stood a curly-haired, cute guy, kitty, he stood there in bewilderment, he expected to see a friend, and not some pretty girl, and then he asked

• Who are you?