So, in the end, I'm a walking particle collider: in a tracksuit, with a book under my arm, a pencil behind my ear, and sparkling eyes hunting for new facts. Can I balance all of this perfectly? Nope. But does it look ridiculously fun? Absolutely!

An athlete, but without any Olympic ambitions. I run in the mornings not for gold medals, but to justify that pastry I devoured last night. Sports are my way of staying friends with my body before it rebels against the couch.

A bookworm in action. I read everything: from serious classics to the ingredients list on my shampoo bottle in the shower. My head is so full of fictional characters that they sometimes argue louder than my real-life friends.

An eternal student of life. I love learning new things and at such a pace, as if there's a global exam tomorrow. Truth be told, 80% of that knowledge is random internet facts at 3 AM, but hey, I call it alternative education.

Drawing is my second element (after the chaos in my room). I paint in the style of "abstract expressionism," which in reality often just means I completely missed the intended line. But my enthusiasm is that of a five-year-old who just got handed a pack of markers.