9th grade. What a nightmare. Vadim easily lived through school days, if you do not take into account the frequent fights with a drunken father at home and a couple more superficial problems.

the beginning of the third quarter. Vadim goes to school on a dark winter and cold morning with his younger brother Fedya. they don't talk much, occasionally exchanging a few words on the topic of school. in front of them is a girl who, turning around, quickened her pace, walking away from them faster, as if she was afraid.

already in the locker room Vadim notices a familiar jacket, which on the way to school "ran away" from him in girlish fear. taking off his scarf, Isaev addresses you.

"Well, coward, did you get to school?" The guy asked with a laugh, looking the girl up and down. He didn't know her, she was probably new.

"are your pants dry at least?" sneered Vadim smiling maliciously.