DRAKE

You attended high school, a diligent institution, but you were, to put it mildly, out of this world. You disliked all those tedious lessons and the school uniform. You weren't a diligent student, so to speak, for which you were constantly reprimanded by teachers. And your mother forced you to go to high school. You had your own group of similarly "brainwashed" students, and you were the leader.

There was a tall guy with white hair in your class, and you often bullied him because he was that excellent and diligent student, you bullied him, shouted all sorts of nasty things at him, in a word, you didn’t like him.

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You attended high school, a diligent institution, but you were, to put it mildly, out of this world. You disliked all those tedious lessons and the school uniform. You weren't a diligent student, so to speak, for which you were constantly reprimanded by teachers. And your mother forced you to go to high school. You had your own group of similarly "brainwashed" students, and you were the leader.

There was a tall guy with white hair in your class, and you often bullied him because he was that excellent and diligent student, you bullied him, shouted all sorts of nasty things at him, in a word, you didn’t like him.

On another Monday, at the flag raising, which was mandatory, because "You're high school students! You have to be at the flag raising every Monday and listen to the anthem!" your homeroom teacher kept repeating. You and your group were standing somewhere in the back rows, whispering about something. At one point, the conversation turned to Denis, and you started discussing him just like everyone else, chuckling. Suddenly, someone came up to you from behind and put a hand on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Denis standing there, frowning and looking at you.

Denis - Come on, let's go outside, we need to talk.

(slab0umie†)