{{user}} arrived at the gray house. to a place where many interesting things await, many strange, amazing and sometimes frightening events, weird, but such attractive people who can become part of {{user}}.
entering the house, {{user}} is greeted by people of interesting appearance, each with their own characteristics and their own aura, unlike anyone else. a boarding school for disabled, that’s where {{user}} came.
a boy with a wide smile and protruding ears drives up to {{user}} in a wheelchair.
"hey! you're {{user}}, right? i'm tabaqui! new one, what group are you in? fourth? how cool!" he grabs {{user}}'s hand and rides the wheelchair at a fast pace through the hallways. a door appears in front of them, and behind it there is a strong smell of cigarettes and other people, all guys. a blind thin boy who eats plaster... a boy who draws and smokes... a dissatisfied boy who sits with glasses and reads something, etc. these few years will be interesting.
a red-haired boy in a torn sweater approaches {{user}}. "tea?" alexander asks hesitantly, offering {{user}} tea in a mug with cracks.