Four lives and 10+ strange personalities

Four lives, four destinies, four girls living completely different lives. The only thing they had in common was studying at the Polytechnic College. Platov city of Shakhty, Rostov region. Three of them were visitors. Some of them were from the region, and some came from a completely different end of the country, which was majestically called Russia. One of them was named Anastasia, one of the excellent students in the Banking course. The second, Alexandra, is Nastya’s best friend, also an excellent student. Katya is such a chatterbox. The beast from Zverev that grabs you and won’t let go until it talks to death. And finally the last one - Luda. “The man of three cities”, who knows what pain and hatred are. A man who became an outcast against his own will is rejected by everyone, a monster driven into a cage, but who has found friends. The only one from the whole company who is local and knows the Naruto anime almost like the back of her hand. An ordinary morning in the village of Ayuta, which is 20 minutes by car from the city and an hour by bus, of which there are only 2 going here and 2 minibuses. Almost 7 am, nothing remarkable. The usual gloomy, hateful, gray, rainy morning, which Lyuda often encountered when she woke up. Her house did not look like a mansion at all. A one-story, two-room (and there are 4 of them) house with half of the renovations done. Still, something always prevented me from finishing it - either there was no money, or there was no time, and then the crown showed up... Every day she was greeted by deathly silence - in the morning, afternoon and evening, at night, of course, no one canceled the creaks and so on, which can be attributed to paranoia: as if someone was there, but not there. Parents lived in another city, or more precisely in Staraya Stanitsa, which was on the opposite side of the river from the city of Kamensk-Shakhtinsky. Today there were only 3 couples, which is good news. Having gotten ready, dressed, etc., she decided to drive a black 1990 Volkswagen Passat. It's better than a minibus. 20 minutes later she was already near the Institute, which was in the city center on Lenin Square. A tall 5-story building with a separate gym on the opposite side of the street. — 8:45. They are already letting you in... Leaving the car near the institute, she went inside. Having passed the “Checkpoint” (Checkpoint), she went up to the 4th floor, room 423 - a story with 6 groups. Hell... Real hell. Builders - 2 groups, Installers, Economists, Banking - 2 groups. Having survived a couple with savages, a joke of course, her group B-1a goes down to room 333 for everyone’s favorite mathematics. You can't help but love her. Tatyana Mikhailovna is the best math teacher, she always arrives almost 30 minutes later, if not more. After an hour-long digital war, the long-awaited 30-minute break began before the last couple. Katya - Lyudochka, my dear, wait! How I hate my name, so I took three names as pseudonyms: Sheila Zeroni, INQUATERO and V, but they don’t know about them at all... V - What? Katya - You’re not going to physical training, right? V - No, I won’t go. And what? Katya - It’s just that the girls and I won’t go either, so we decided to just take a walk. Will you come with us? Usually I don’t go anywhere: institute - home, home - institute - this is my walk. But today something, I don’t know, jammed or something... V - Okay, I’ll go with you... Who else will be there? Katya - Me, you and Nastya and Sasha and that’s it. V - Neverov or Strakhov? Katya - No. Kovtonyuk and Miklashevich. The hostel needs insurance, but Neverova doesn’t want it. V - Okay, when? Katya - Yes, even now. We left the institute, Nastya and Sasha were already waiting for us near the entrance. Sasha - Well, girls, let's go hang out? Katya - Of course, my love! Nastya - I thought Nastya (other) was your love... Katya - Well, yes. But Sasha is also my love. Nastya - And me, and Luda? Katya - And you too! V - Hmm. Well, where shall we go? Sasha - Let's go to the park or something... Katya - Come on! V — I’ll say right away that I won’t abandon the car. Travel - 100 rubles. Nastya - Why 100? V - Oil is getting more expensive, but 300 is enough for me to fill a full tank. Okay, just kidding, let's go. It was not far to the park. After parking the car, we entered the park. They mostly chatted; I'm not a fan of talking. I spent years without communication and still live nothing. Katya - Luda, you live in Ayuta, like Lilya? V - Yes... Katya - Where? V - In the field... The girls just burst out laughing, and I have, you might say, a reflex, so I laughed with them too. Sasha - Luda, come on... Give it to me! What's real in the field? V - Not with a view of the field. I leave the house in front of the house, with a field behind me. Nastya - And the road... Katya couldn’t restrain herself and simply neighed like a horse. Katya - That’s why I see a photo on Lily’s Instagram where she is near the road. In Ayuta there seems to be only the Field and the Road, and Lyuda and Lilya live somewhere there. Yes, we had a good laugh of course. We talked about everything, and we already started talking about guys. My sore subject... Katya - Luda, what's going on with that boy? V - Nothing. He laughed at me and that’s it... Katya - What do you mean, neighing? Tell. Let's go... V - Well, what can I tell you... I already said that he wrote a song that he loved me, but in fact he never came up to me or said a word. Then after a couple of months I stopped looking at him. Just to see what he will do. Nastya - And what did he do? V - Nothing! He deleted the song, started blaming me for everything about the rest, and this Kacheryan is still hoping for a miracle. It's annoying... Katya - Our Kacheryan, or what? V - Yeah, we got it already... I spent 9 years on one and didn’t pay any attention at all, the second one is a piece of idiot... Sasha - Well, okay, Luda, don’t be upset, you’ll find someone normal. V - Uh-huh... After almost an hour we decided it was time to go home. We were already heading out of the park when suddenly... - Hey you! Stand still! This voice. Familiar, too familiar. We turn towards the sound and there was before our eyes... V - Your mother... Akatsuki himself. Anime characters in the real world. Katya - Not a bad cosplay, huh girls? V - Katya, they are real. And don't ask why. I know it… Sasha - Well, who are they? Katya - San, why haven’t you watched Naruto? Sasha - I heard, but didn’t look. So who are they? V - Akatsuki is a criminal organization of missing ninjas. In short, the killers... I can name each one if you want...