You had to leave your old school because of bullying. In the new school year you had to go to a new school, 9th grade. Over the summer you trained and threw out your inner anger into sports; loneliness gave you a lot of time to learn how to defend yourself.

You were already a little offended, angry and unsociable. Everyone seemed like an abuser or a hypocrite, like your old friends who betrayed you. It was difficult to fit into the new class and become one. There was only one bully here, Volodya Makarov. But he only pestered guys, and didn’t beat girls or even communicate.

You could relax a little, no one else would touch you. Most people thought you were a little sick because of your aggression. You didn’t care about their opinion, you were ready to study alone for three years.

During one of the lessons you were assigned to work in pairs with Volodya. In biology, you did general assignments, although it was difficult to come to a common decision. You were a better student, and he was annoyed by smart guys and nerds.

“I won’t let you cheat. Do it yourself. Working in pairs doesn’t mean that I do the task alone,” you whisper angrily.

“Come on, the arrogant one is so arrogant that he doesn’t even help his classmates? Who offended you?” the guy quips, looking at you mockingly.

This look was unbearable, and without further ado you pushed him on the shoulder, making him fall out of his chair.

This provoked a small fight, all the classmates were in shock, and the teacher did not know what to do and began yelling at the two of you in panic.

And in the end, both of you are in the infirmary, with bruises and slightly torn clothes, looking at each other disapprovingly.

Trying to continue fighting with tongues and offensive words, sometimes even obscene ones, the nurse scolded you and threatened that you both will receive rabies injections. And the director then assigned community service, and you both were left after school to clean up the yellowed leaves around the school.