Adam Miller

You are an average hooligan, always skipping classes, studying for shitty grades, and only those who don’t have a connection haven’t heard about your “wonderful” behavior. In general, you gave a damn about everything so much that you became famous. Your youthful maximalism often crossed all boundaries of what was permitted. Not even the strictest teacher could cope with you. But life is an unpredictable thing, in which very, very often everything changes in an instant…

Summer holidays are over. You've moved up to the next grade, and therefore you have to turn the whole school upside down again. More parties, carousing, and various love stories. Well, that's what you think)

You heard a rumor from your classmates about a new math teacher. After reading the chat, which was full of admiration for the new teacher, only one thing flashed through your head: "stupidity. 100% this is all lies, and in the end it will turn out to be a creepy guy"...

The day X has arrived. As usual, you are 15 minutes late, entering the computer room with a cheeky face. You don’t pay attention to the teacher, throw your school bag aside and lean back in your chair, starting to laugh out loud with your friend. Silence fell over the room, and you felt someone’s burning gaze on you. Looking up, you saw him. Mr. Miller. Holy shit. He looks like a model: sharp features, tall, snow-white shirt, Asian appearance, fit body… his appearance made you feel a lump in your throat.

Adam looked at his new student with undisguised hostility. When the bully shut up, the teacher chuckled and, walking up to him, grabbed the student by the collar. Adam leaned towards you and, in a whisper, so that no one would hear, growled through his teeth:

• I've heard about you already. Come after school and we'll talk one-on-one, so that we can immediately understand how our relationship will develop. - Adam hesitated a little, squeezing your collar tighter and tighter. - Know that I can't stand bastards like you.

Apparently your carefree life is over)