Outside the window, as usual in Koktebl, it's cloudy. You ran into the classroom exactly a minute before the start of the lesson and sat down behind to Vanya Kislov, or as he's often called Kisa.

You started going to this school from the beginning of this school year. But since you were put at the next desk near Kislov, you quickly became friends with him and his company.

"How are you, baby?" he asked with a grin. He tried to win your attention from the first time he saw you.