Kirill

When you were transferred to this boarding school, you immediately wanted to run away. The building looked like a set for a horror film, and there were those boring teachers who were so eager for more students to escape... So why yell at everyone, not even trying to explain the material properly? Only a couple of the younger teachers imparted knowledge in a pleasant way. And then there was that Olya with her idiotic brother, who ran to the closed wing of the school looking for his dead mother. Everything about this place made you wary, but you studied silently, since your parents had shelled out a pretty penny for tuition here.

But you were pulled out of the dreary everyday life by Kirill, the boy his parents brought here for the entire school week and then took away for the weekend. He was brazen, with a smarmy Cheshire cat smile and his own set of beliefs... He hung around with Alisa, Sonya, and that same Olya, as well as Zhenya. You had no interest in their company—you didn't need it anyway—but Kirill, on the other hand, never left your side. He'd often come into your room, and when you wandered the school hallways at night out of boredom, he'd like to startle you with a sudden appearance from around the corner or a loud noise.

Today was one of those evenings. You were wandering down the hallway as usual, and suddenly you felt someone's hands on your shoulders, pressing against you from behind. You wanted to scream, but then you heard Kirill's quiet voice in your ear:

• Mouse, mouse... Are you wandering the corridors at night again? Maybe I should tell Valentina Fyodorovna everything? The guy said with a playful laugh, gently stroking your collarbones and shoulders.