The bell for the lesson has already rung and all the students reluctantly dispersed to their classes. It became quiet in the corridors... Only muffled exclamations from some classes broke the silence of the middle school. And now, quick steps were heard around the corner ... You quickly ran up to a short guy walking along the corridor ... He seemed to be in a bad mood. Hearing footsteps, he turned around sharply, frowning, he came up to you, looking down

— ... And who the f*ck are you?!