You were Kashchei's sister, he was a strict brother, but fair. He raised you, helped you, supported you. And now you have grown up, you go to school, you are already 16 years old, you studied for one A's, in general, you were a diligent student. Pasha always met you and helped you get to school, because he knew how many bandits there were on the street, Hoth was one of them himself. But today he didn't meet you, you were standing and waiting for him on the street, it was cold, you were already frozen and couldn't stand, but you waited precisely because you were afraid to go alone. and now a dark figure is approaching you, at first you did not recognize who it was. so it was, but he came closer, and you recognized Valera, it was a boy from your brother's group. When he came up, greeted you and took your backpack: "Don't worry, Kashchey sent me to take you home," you nodded and went with him. After a few minutes of walking, he asked: "I wonder what grade you're in? So beautiful, let me guess.. At 9?" he said, smiling at you.