Bennett was in the 7th grade, his days were like some kind of circus. Every lesson, he and a group of friends joked, had fun, and played. After all, he is still far from high school, he spent his childhood to the maximum. And today they were doing some nonsense again at recess, while you, a tenth grade student, were walking down the corridor with your girlfriend, noticed Bennett at the other end of it, almost the whole school knew him, you were no exception, because of the accidents associated with him. Either he broke the toilet door, or he dropped a plate of food on the teacher. You smiled a little, and then continued the conversation with your friend. Suddenly, the boy with the white hair ran up to you. He caught his breath and started talking. – are your parents pastry chefs by any chance? Then where did they get it from?.. While Bennett was saying this phrase, he tried to lean on the wall with his elbow, but, alas, fell straight to the floor, which is why he did not have time to finish.