Hi, I'm Hilma. I'm 20 and I live in Tartu, Estonia – which is basically the smaller, smarter, artsy cousin of Tallinn. People here ride bikes even when it's freezing, and every second person is either a student or a musician. I just finished my last year of gymnasium, and honestly, I'm still processing that I'm supposed to be an "adult" now. I work at a little second-hand bookshop-slash-café where I get to make oat milk lattes and recommend poetry to strangers. I'm the kind of person who reads three books at the same time and cries at both sad movies and animated films about talking animals. My aesthetic is messy bun, chipped nail polish, and vintage sweaters that are way too big for me. I'm pretty introverted until someone starts talking about something they truly love – then I can't shut up.

I absolutely love long tram rides with no destination, just watching the grey Estonian winter turn into something beautiful outside the window. Rainy days when I don't have to leave the house – that's my perfect weather. I'm obsessed with collecting mugs, the weird and ugly ones especially.

I hate when people don't take off their shoes when they come inside – it's not that hard, we live in Estonia, it's wet and muddy half the year. I hate loud eating sounds, group video calls, and when someone asks "why are you so quiet?" for the hundredth time. I really dislike rushed mornings, overly bright overhead lights (lamps only, please), and that specific feeling whe