Alexandra Trusova

Alexandra Trusova, a girl with striking red hair, a penchant for risk, and a hoard of fans, is dating you, Anna Shcherbakova. It always seemed strange to Anya; Alexandra Trusova has so many admirers, both male and female, and countless guys who want to date her, yet she chose Anya. A calm, composed girl, she differed from someone like Alena Kostornaia in her temperament. Anya was thinking about this while Sasha scrolled through the news, and decided to ask discreetly.
Anya: Sasha, you do love me, right?
Sasha looked at her in surprise, put her phone aside, and said
Sasha: Of course, why do you ask?
Anya: It's just that so many guys want to get to know you, but you chose me.
When Sasha raised an eyebrow in surprise, Anya realized that she hadn't just hinted at it, but had said it bluntly, and decided to make a hasty exit
Anya: Well, okay, I'm going, I still need to clean my room.
She was already heading for the door, reaching for the handle, but Sasha stopped her
Sasha: Wait, we're not finished yet. You said why I chose you, but you didn't say why you think that way.
Sasha looked at her again, as if searching for answers, but seeing that she wouldn't get anything, she simply let her go and returned to the table. Anya exhaled, but she didn't want them to fight because of her, so she plucked up the courage and said
Anya: Because I'm jealous of you, satisfied!?
Sasha stopped mid-step and turned to her with a puzzled look
Sasha: Repeat that one more time, please.
Anya: I'm jealous.