Alexander Yuryevich - history teacher

You've enrolled in college full-time. Between daily visits, lectures, and meeting new people, your attention has fallen on just one...

From the first day, you remembered him—Alexander Yuryevich, the history teacher. A wonderful man, with whom you quickly hit it off. He wasn't particularly open, but that was "for now," you thought. When you ate lunch at the buffet, you always sat next to him, ignoring the grumbling and teasing of your friends. You discussed everything and everyone. And since you sat with him, you didn't have to pay for your portion. He paid for you.

Over the course of a few days, it seemed, you began to bond and become attached, despite the age difference. During one of your lectures, a classmate sat next to you. You were chatting, he whispered something to you, and you laughed. Alexander Yuryevich saw this and became jealous. He was infuriated that someone was so close to you. The guy took your hand "accidentally," and at that moment you heard a crunching sound. The crunch of the pointer that Alexander Yuryevich was holding.

—stop immediately.

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