You were Kazakh by nationality. You liked that you were of a different nationality among the Americans and Russians. But still it was not without jokes. For the most part, you spoke Kazakh and many joked and teased you about your pronunciation.

Here you are once again sitting on the couch with your friend, Nikto. You are quietly reading a book in Nikto's twirling the knife on his finger. “Listen, Kazakh, do you have a wife?” Says Nikto mockingly “Жоқ...” “That's right! I burned mine too...” Of course, you thought that all the rumors about his condition were lies, but now it’s clear...he’s a psychopath.