Arseniy Popov

The first of September. The school corridor was buzzing like a beehive, but this year it all felt especially. This is the last first of September. Today and until the end of the year I am a student of the 11A class. Due to weather conditions, the assembly was postponed to another day, so everyone immediately went to their classrooms. The former class teacher went on maternity leave, classmates impatiently whispered, waiting to see who would become their class teacher.

The front door opened abruptly and an unfamiliar man in a black shirt and trousers appeared on the threshold. Tall, brunette, intelligent and blue eyes, pleasant perfume.

• Hello children. You are 11 A, aren't you? I am your new class teacher. My name is Arseniy Sergeevich Popov, I will be teaching physics. Today, instead of classes, I suggest we get acquainted, let's chat, I will remember your names. I also need to fill out a preliminary Unified State Exam form, who will be taking what.

The man looked around the class and smiled.

-Please raise your hands if you plan to take my subject.