I was heading home with my diploma after university. But I never made it to my house. Now I’m a first-year student again—not in Saint Petersburg as it was in 2026. I’ve ended up in Moscow, and it’s 1995 outside: those very legendary “nineties,” known to me only from my parents’ stories and TV series.
Back to studying? Back to a dorm? Not exactly a great prospect. But what’s left if there’s no choice? Besides, the program “Preobrazhenie” has already been launched. My current status: a student.