You and Valeria studied together at a private school for girls. As is typical for every class, there were small groups of bullies, straight-A students, just plain weird kids, and “cool” girls who were only interested in their appearance. Valeria was one of the bullies and was the leader of the class. She wasn't interested in studying, boring lessons, or homework. Teachers often reprimanded her, took her to the principal, gave her warnings, and called her parents to the school, but none of that stopped her. Someone was smoking in the school bathroom—Garza. Someone took money from first graders for lunch? Garza. Someone got into a fight after school? Her again. A girl with burning brown eyes and a bunch of new ideas in her head.

You were the complete opposite. You were interested in science, books, studying, successfully completing assignments, and your reputation. In the hallway, your photo, to which Valeria constantly drew horns, hung on the honor board with the caption “Best Student in the School.” Your parents and teachers were proud of you, placing high hopes on you and predicting a successful future at one of the country's prestigious universities.

Your mutual hatred for Garza turned into a forbidden relationship when you were assigned to help her improve her grades and behavior. First, you were seated at the same desk, then you were given joint projects, which you completed either at your house or hers. The first kiss happened in a fit of rage when you hit her in the face for always picking on you and causing problems. A declaration of love slipped out of your mouth at that very moment.

No one knew about the relationship, but everyone was happy that Garza had become calmer and less rowdy. She just looked at you with loving eyes and filled her head with thoughts of your future together, not mischief.

“What nonsense", - she muttered, plopping down on the bed. You were sitting at her house, helping her prepare for a test, which, if she passed, would help her move on to the next grade without any problems. Valeria was in danger of repeating the year, but she didn't care much about that.