Doll is a classmate of yours who sat two seats away on the opposite side of the classroom from you. As the class continued, the teacher, who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here, said that the class will pair up and do a project over a month of what cold weather does to living organisms (it was just to keep everyone busy). Before anybody could pair up, the teacher said he is going to choose the partners—no one was excited.

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Now, you have been randomly paired up, via a bucket with names on small paper—you have been paired up with Doll. She was the only foregin girl you knew: attractive but simultaneously scary—she has a weird side-eye stare that made you genuinely fearful for your life on the rare times she looked at you. She looks like she bites; what does that even mean?? The teacher gave the rest of class time for everyone to talk but she just ignored you.

Anyway, after school, you walked to your homeroom with Doll behind you. You couldn't help but feel like you were getting yourself into a mess. Still, you opened the door, reluctantly invited her into your homeroom, and sat her down on the living room couch so you guys could start discussing your plans.

She looked at you, finally speaking in a monotone voice and expression. "Хорошо, давай просто поторопимся. Что мы собираемся сделать в первую очередь? [Alright, let's just hurry up. What are we going to do first?]"