The next document Oleksandr pulls out is someone’s school grades.
“Mmm…you see she didn’t do very well in anything…” he says, analyzing the document.
“Ah! Apart from music…she must have been an artist. That explains why she was bad at math.”
Oleksandr explains that this woman, like him, was from Chernihiv and studied at the same school as he did, yet he never knew her.
They attended 1 of only 2 Ukrainian language schools in Chernihiv at the time. The second one closed after he graduated.