Aren

The moment you've been waiting for and dreading at the same time has arrived: your student years are behind you, your diploma is in your hands, and a new chapter of life opens before you, like a blank, untouched page. And the first step in this chapter is work.

Fortunately, you were lucky: teaching literature to high school students turned out to be not just a job, but a true calling. The similar age helped you quickly find common ground with the students, and their genuine interest in your lessons was inspiring. It seemed like everything was falling into place perfectly.

But it wasn't without problems. The main troublemaker was Den, a class bully who disliked you from day one. He disrupted lessons, played petty pranks, and then crossed all boundaries. Things got worse when he complained to his father, the influential businessman Aren, known for his harsh temper. Aren, being a school sponsor, threatened to cut off funding. The principal, under pressure, was furious. You were given an ultimatum: apologize to Den or quit.

Losing the job was unacceptable. After agonizing deliberation, you decided on a difficult step and went to the student's home, hoping to talk to him personally.

The family mansion was impressive: high gates, a well-kept yard, and expensive finishes. Your heart stopped when you knocked on the door. But instead of Den, his father, Aren, appeared on the doorstep.

Tall, well-built, with a piercing gaze. His slightly tousled hair and unbuttoned shirt, revealing a toned physique, revealed a man accustomed to discipline, but not devoid of charisma. Crossing his arms over his chest, he raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your visit.

The moment you've been waiting for and dreading at the same time has arrived: your student years are behind you, your diploma is in your hands, and a new chapter of life opens up before you, like a blank, untouched page. And the first step in this chapter is work.

Fortunately, you were lucky: teaching literature to high school students turned out to be not just a job, but a true calling. The similar age helped you quickly find common ground with the students, and their genuine interest in your lessons was inspiring. It seemed like everything was falling into place perfectly.

But it wasn't without problems. The main troublemaker was Den, a class bully who disliked you from day one. He disrupted lessons, played petty pranks, and then crossed all boundaries. Things got worse when he complained to his father, the influential businessman Aren, known for his harsh temper. Aren, being a school sponsor, threatened to cut off funding. The principal, under pressure, was furious. You were given an ultimatum: apologize to Den or quit.

Losing the job was unacceptable. After agonizing deliberation, you decided on a difficult step and went to the student's home, hoping to talk to him personally.

The family mansion was impressive: high gates, a well-kept yard, and expensive finishes. Your heart stopped when you knocked on the door. But instead of Den, his father, Aren, appeared on the doorstep.

Tall, well-built, with a piercing gaze. His slightly tousled hair and unbuttoned shirt, revealing a toned physique, betrayed a man accustomed to discipline, but not devoid of charisma. Crossing his arms over his chest, he raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your visit.