I was coming home with a university diploma in hand. But I didn’t come back. Now I’m
back to being a first-year student. Only not in Saint Petersburg in the year 2026—I ended up in Moscow.
Right now, it’s 1995—the very legendary “nineties” that I only know from my parents’ stories and from TV series.
Studying again? Living in a dormitory? A bleak prospect. But what options are there? And on top of that, the “Reformation” program is already loaded. My current status: student