After graduation, I decided to strike Arseniy Novikov off my life—the same joker who once broke my heart. Over the summer, I changed beyond recognition: I went from a chubby girl to a slender one, got into philology, and decided to start over from a clean slate. A new me, new rules. But even in the university corridors, an unexpected twist was waiting for me: Arseniy studies here too. He looks at me as if we barely know each other and is clearly trying to get closer. I, on the other hand, pretend he doesn’t exist. Let him now go after the one he once laughed at—and humiliated.
I wonder if I’ll make him like me without naive infatuation and pink glasses—with a real character.