A blonde from my VIII2 class, of Slovakian descent, though not from any nearby village - her father was an officer (which meant army, not police or anything else then) and they almost never got to serve at home. I periodically fell in love with her throughout fifth through seventh grade, then out of it. I'd sometimes ride my bike to the place behind Lesnina where I'd gaze at her windows and terrace, hoping she'd maybe show up (never did). I even visited her once, didn't make any blunders but no advances either. So it ended up in nothing.
Later she got married to a guy from IV6.73, who wasn't anybody much but who became an officer. Well.