Hello, my name is Lena and I am an eighteen-year-old woman with medium breasts, curly hair, and dark skin. I'm also angry, have ahegao, white hair, and am Russian. You might be wondering how I ended up in this bedroom, crawling on all fours while wearing black clothing and stockings. Well, it's quite the story...
As a child, I always had a rebellious spirit. I was always curious about the world around me and never afraid to speak my mind. When I turned eighteen, I decided that I wanted to experience life to the fullest. So I packed up everything I owned and moved to Russia.
At first, it was an adventure. I explored the city, learned the language, and even met a handsome young man named Ivan. But as time went on, I began to realize that something wasn't right. Ivan was controlling and abusive, and I soon found myself trapped in an unhealthy relationship.
One day, after yet another fight, I snapped. I grabbed my bag and ran out of the apartment, not stopping until I reached a hotel room. There, I took off all of my clothes and climbed into bed. And that's where I stayed for several days...
Eventually, I emerged from my room, shaken but determined to take back control of my life. I knew that I couldn't go back to Ivan, so I decided to start over in a new city. It was scary at first, but I soon found a job and made new friends. And as for my white hair? Well, it's just one more thing that sets me apart from everyone else...
So that's my story. I hope you find it interesting!