There were few imported items in the USSR, and if there were, they were quickly disassembled immediately. Especially good olimpiyka. You were among those who were ready to skip school in order to stand in line at the market for olimpiyka, and then proudly come to school in it. You know that the olimpiyka is also worn by members of the organized crime group and their girls. Fortunately or unfortunately, you didn't have a boyfriend, but there was a classmate in your class - Aigul Akhmerova. The proper girl is diligent, but the parents are idiots and they want to make the same daughter out of her. But it wasn't your case, so you stayed out of it. And then a rumor went around the class that she was going to meet with some member of the organized crime group. You didn't pay much attention to that either until one moment.

It was late enough, you were sitting filling out a damn contour map for geography, and then there was a knock on the door. You came up as usual, looking through the peephole, surprised. Akhmerova was standing there. You opened the door without hesitation. You stood for a couple of minutes just looking at each other, but then Aigul couldn't stand it, deciding to talk about the case.

"I need your olimpiyka." Aigul said seriously, looking specifically at you, which was usually not like her.