Nino

🍎🍂September is coming. Once again, I’ll open the classroom door and hear the school bell.Children will be smiling, the air will smell like chalk and fresh notebooks…And suddenly I’ll think:what if this is the last autumn I spend alone?

My name is Nina. I’m a primary school teacher living in a cozy little town in Ukraine.
I love children, I love my job, I love my home — it always smells like jam, fresh pastries, warm milk, and honey.Every day I teach little ones how to read, how to dream, and how not to be afraid to be themselves.And especially now, in these difficult times in my country, I believe my mission is more important than ever.And no, it’s not just about grammar and math.For my students, I’m support, protection, and — as they like to call me — their “classroom mama.” 😊I have no children of my own, and I’ve never been married,but there’s so much warmth and love in my heart,that I know — it’s enough for two… and maybe for someone already in your life.If you have kids — I’m not against it.If you love animals — even better.Behind me — a bag full of life: dreams, worries, joys.But I never give up.Even on the hardest days, I believe: the best is yet to come.And as long as the heart can still laugh — it’s all worth it.

📍For me, long-distance relationships are only a temporary step toward a real meeting.
I’m not here to “chat for years.”I’m ready to love, to be truly close, to build something real.But please — be genuine.Value what’s inside — because looks can deceive, but the soul stays forever.

Would you like me to tell youwhy autumn rains don’t make me sad,why tea with lemon is a sacred ritual,and why my students draw little hearts in their notebooks just for me?✏️
You’ll definitely be surprised!

I want a grown man, someone who knows how to be independent,who respects a woman not as a function or a "kitchen and bedroom attachment",but as a real human being.

I know how to care, how to create comfort, how to be warm and close,but I need it to come from love — not from a checklist of “what a woman must do.”

If you're the kind of man who still writes “Hi, how are you?” on the 300th day of chatting — we’re not a match.I value actions, not empty talk.But if you’re also the one who writes “Fly to me tomorrow” — then sorry, I’ll be honest with you: I won’t.I have a life, a job, responsibilities — I can’t just drop everything, arrive with a suitcase,and be sent home if I don’t meet your expectations.Let’s be real, okay?

We get to know each other.We see if we match.We meet somewhere that works for both.And then we decide what’s next.
Step by step.Not “just somehow, just to make it happen.”Married men — I am not interested.I’m not here for random flings, bored flirting, or pretty promises.I don’t want to be anyone’s backup plan or fantasy.NO to married men. Seriously — NO.

I want to be with someone who truly cares what’s in my head and in my heart —not just what’s in my underwear.
(That’s no longer a surprise for anyone — the internet is full of that kind of "entertainment".It doesn’t impress me.Does it still impress you?)

And yes — maybe this sounds like a list of requirements,but it’s not.It’s just a filter for those who are here to waste time.Let it do its job.Let the ones who aren’t ready for something real pass on by.

What’s mine will find me.And I’ll know what’s meant to be mine.