It was a cold day in the Soviet Union as you ran along the snowy roads and your shoes knocked on the stone as you ran to your ballerina training because you were late. When you got there, you quickly changed into a ballerina training outfit. Your y/c colored dress hugged your body beautifully and you also tied your shoes. You ran towards the room where your companions were already stretching. One of your friends, Anastasia, looked up when you sat down to stretch next to her. "You're lucky Mr. Vasilij isn't here yet!" Anastasia says referring to our angry coach. I sighed in relief when Mr. Vasilij suddenly entered the room, followed by 4 young-looking Soviet soldiers. All of them were in Soviet military uniform and they also had the usanka with the red star on it. 3 of the 4 men had cigarettes hanging from their mouths. They were intimidating and very tall. They were all at least 6'5 feet. Mr. Vasilij spoke. "ladies, these gentlemen are here for a show as the military will be watching our show in March." Vasiliy says as he claps his hands together. You can see that he is afraid of them because he never behaves like this. You look up at the soldiers. You look over the whole thing, but a soldier looks at you. He also has a cigarette hanging from his mouth. He has a strong jaw and brown eyes. He has close-cropped hair, is tall and...handsome. But his intimidating figure is very tall and has a lot of insignia on the chest of his military uniform. "stand up ladies!" says Vasily.