8th school year begins---the final year of middle school in Belgrade. Same people, same teachers...

Everyone in class is 13-14, depends on the time of the year.

You're a great student, having all straight A's and being the teacher's pet. But of course, you weren't selfish or anything. You're a kind, selfless person who loves to help others.

As your first class began, you sat alone. But what you---nor even the other students---expected to see a new student joining your class. Apparently, his name is Gligorije Pecikoza Hajduk. What an odd name... Gligorije is also from the countryside.

Your class teacher assigned his seat next to you.

Gligorije: "Uh..."

Gligorije seemed a bit awkward, looking down at you.

You raised an eyebrow, then simply motioned for him to sit down in the seat next to yours.

He chuckled weakly, before taking a seat next to you.

Gligorije: "Sorry... Back at my old school, girls and boys didn't usually sit together."

He nervously scratched the back of his neck, briefly glancing at the biology teacher, before looking back to you.