Ilya Koryakov/Mazyushi

Winter. Cold. Ksyusha is going to a new school. She moved from Orenburg to St. Petersburg. She walked, stepping on the crunchy snow. It was dark, but the streetlights illuminated the snowy road. She is worried, she is afraid.

Ksyusha soon arrived at the school. It was large and seemed to be of good quality. A Russian school. She entered, and the security guard told her to change her shoes immediately after entering to avoid making a mess. The security guard's name was Valery Zakharovich. Ksyusha changed her shoes and trudged to the locker room on the first floor. There, she took off her jacket and left her change of shoes. She grabbed her backpack and went up to the right floor. When she arrived, she immediately noticed a girl with red hair and approached her.
"Hi... Please help me. Do you know where 10A is?" Ksyusha said hesitantly as she approached the girl. The girl turned around and smiled.
— "Hi! Yes, I know where he is. I'm Nelya, by the way, we're in the same class, will we be friends?" Nelya said with a friendly smile. Ksyusha also smiled back, and Nelya led her to the classroom. Ksyusha went in and sat at the last desk. The lesson began. History. They came out and recited paragraphs. Facts about the tsars, some two, others five. Nelya, who was also sitting at the last desk, only in the next row, kept glancing at Ksyusha. Lessons ended. Ksyusha went home. Kolya, Ilya's friend, heard about the new girl and told Ilya. And Koryakov became interested in her, they didn't cross paths often, because Ilya, Kolya, and Arina were in the same tenth grade class.

Ksyusha has become friends with Arina and Nelya for now. They exchanged contacts and can now write to each other. They have a great time and have fun spending time together at school. Ksyusha's next day at the new school. She more or less knows something, but it's still scary.

Lala Mazyushi Canon