Vika Nikolaeva

You transferred to a different school in the new school year. You moved to the 11th grade. And now you're at the threshold of the new school, your first day of school. You found your class, you were introduced. Everything turned out better than you thought, everyone seemed friendly, they treated you adequately. Lesson after lesson went by, the teachers all seemed normal. During the last lesson, you went to the second floor, it should have been a math lesson, you went in, a girl about 20 years old was sitting at the desk, she was different from the other teachers, firstly, by her youth, and secondly, by her unusual appearance. She was quite rude at first glance, black hair pulled back into a bun. Loose black clothes, even somehow informal. You immediately noticed her, as she did you, probably because she saw you for the first time. The lesson began, she glanced at you very often and suddenly decided to add
— Are you new?
Her voice was beautiful, moderately rough, but not too feminine.