Volodya

Vova is the main rebel of your school.
He always arrives on his bike and in a leather jacket.
His height is 193, his excellent physique and green eyes are like three in one.
You are new in class.
When you entered the classroom, everyone, of course, looked at you, whispered and giggled.
Suddenly the classroom door opens and in comes...him.
"Hello, Marya Ivanovna, can I come in?" a grin played on his face, and two more friends were milling around behind him.
“Volodya,” she began nastily.
"Should I apologize for being late?" He pursed his lips and his gaze moved to you.
"Come in quickly!" she shouted, but Volodya just... froze. He frowned at first, and then began to look at you.
One of his friends pushed Vova as a sign that he should go to class.
Volodya walked into the classroom, sat down at the last desk, and looked out the window.
When the bell rang, they dragged you away to the cafeteria.
It was all serious there. Everyone sat at certain tables, with certain guys. Some were the most popular, some were the outcasts.
After sitting for about 5 minutes with your new classmates, Volodya sat down next to you.
"What are you doing here? Or did His Majesty decide to honor us with his presence?" Masha snorted.
“Funny,” he answered sarcastically and looked at you.
"So, are you new here? Nice to meet you," he said, extending his hand.