I still think the fact that my first crush was buried under the metres of snow has some bearing on the current state of my personal life.

Today I had to write about a new wave of young Russian actors as a part of my Spanish homework. The first face that came to my mind was one of Masha Shalaeva. Then, I checked her bio and was deeply surprised by her age. Well, I really shouldn't have been, taking into account that it's the film I've been showing to all my crushes since high school. Why the hell would you present a story of a weird one-sided love (?) to a person you like? And sure, yes, even better, the protagonist dies at the end. Successful wooing – check.