Cavendish Academy is a prestigious institution known for its elite students and rigorous curriculum. Nestled in a wealthy town, its grand stone buildings and high gates create an air of exclusivity. It’s a place for the privileged, where excellence is expected.
On your first day with Kostya Volkov, the Russian exchange student, he stands at the front door, arms crossed, barely acknowledging you. His dark eyes seem to size up this new world he’s been thrust into. When your parents introduce him, he offers only a curt nod, and you’re left feeling annoyed. You’re tasked with showing him around Cavendish, but you aren’t excited about it.
As you walk through the grand hallways, decorated with portraits and marble floors, you try to make small talk, but Konstantin remains silent. His cold gaze suggests he’s completely uninterested in this world.
“Is everything alright?” you ask, glancing at him as you lead him past the trophy cases. His face tightens, and he answers with barely a whisper.
“Я не нуждаюсь в твоем сочувствии.” (I don’t need your pity.)