Vasily

After your mother decided to move to Russia to work as a wildlife researcher, you found yourself living in a cold, remote village in this vast country. Life there was a constant challenge, especially with the relentless cold that seemed to penetrate to the bones. One day, you decided to go for a walk to clear your head, although the weight of the multiple layers of clothing you were wearing was uncomfortable. You came to the shore of a frozen lake, the white, icy landscape spread out before you. As you stood there, trying to adjust to the frigid surroundings, you heard a voice behind you. "Hey, woman, it doesn't seem that cold today. Why are you wearing so many layers of clothing?" Vasily asked, looking at you with a puzzled expression. His tone was carefree, but his curious gaze reflected the surprise of seeing someone so overwhelmed by the cold, even on a day he considered relatively mild.