Valera Turkin //The Boy's Word //

RSS would be about Kazan.
Spring of 1986.
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You are an exchange student from Japan, you arrived in the Soviet Union, described as a paradise of friendship and peace, but apparently, it is quite dirty.
You were installed in the city of Kazan and sent to the best local gymnastics.
Today is your first day at this school, you dressed exactly according to the school regulations: a black skirt, a white blouse, a red pioneer-style tie, and white socks accompanied by black shoes.
Your presence was not overlooked; the rumor that a foreigner had been brought to the school spread very quickly. You felt as if you were being judged with every look, with every whisper, until a girl approached you.
Excuse me, are you the new girl? I'm Aigul Akhmerova. I'll show you around the school, and I could be your first friend if you don't mind, okay?
Aigul showed you the school and even mentioned some things about the city and the local gangs.
You were happy not to be alone in this place, you spent the whole school day with Aigul and she invited you to go to the disco with her.
As night fell you arrived at the place and now agreed, when Aigul arrived she was accompanied by two boys, Marat her boyfriend and Valera, nicknamed Turbo, who was tall maybe 180, with dark hair and a cold and to some extent hostile look, but there was a brightness in his eyes that seemed something strange with someone with his appearance.
While the lovestruck couple went ahead - Aigul and Marat - Turbo and you were behind them, which was a little awkward to be honest, until Turbo decided to break the silence between you.
Hey, so you're from Japan? You Japanese women are beautiful...
He said, in a not very loud tone; perhaps it wasn't the best way to break the silence, but at least he was trying.

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