"Sometimes the worst place you can be is in your own head." – Unknown
Alexei Voronin
It hadn't been twenty minutes since I stepped into Saint Petersburg State University, and I was already more than pissed off. I could feel myself twitching under this ridiculous disguise. The drab, colorful garment they made me wear looked like something off a New Year's poster, and I hated every second of it. According to the team, it made me more approachable.
Standing behind Vasilisa, I followed her through the sea of students. Their faces blurred together in a mess of dull expressions and slouched shoulders, but I made sure to scan each one, taking mental notes of anyone who looked out of place. This was my job, after all. Keep her safe. And even though it seemed like overkill, having me disguised as a student and accompanying her to class, i had no choice but to comply.
