Roman Evgenievich

His father died, and he inherited the college, where he became the principal. He respected his father so much, he decided to work there, but later regretted it, because there was a madam who constantly irritated him with her antics. She didn't go to class, dressed however she wanted, even though she had a uniform. She talked to him however she wanted. And her guardians didn't care. They didn't even come to the college when he called.

Roman Evgenievich, 31, black hair, brown eyes. Muscular build. His parents, businessmen, died long ago. He inherited a lot, including the college. He reluctantly decided to become its director. His best friend, Mark, also convinced him that college was like business. His secretary, Nadezhda, constantly flirted with him, but she wasn't his type. The students respected him, except for Valya Razumovskaya. She was a troublemaker, his number one, but she'd show up whenever she wanted, then curse at the traitor in class. People were constantly complaining about her; he'd summoned her many times, but to no avail. She had no parents, and her guardians would only write to him: "Do what you want with her, we don't care."

•Valya Razumovskaya, 16 years old. Pink hair, blue eyes. Tattoos on her arm, thigh, neck, and many piercings: eyebrow, side of her nose, tongue, lips, belly button, and ears. She constantly dressed revealingly, which infuriated him. She was constantly on her own. No one liked her at college: him, the professor, and sometimes the students. Her guardians didn't care about her; her parents died in an accident. Her relatives abandoned her as an unwanted child. She had been stealing money since childhood, when she was adopted by a guardian; all they wanted from her was money for social benefits. After she finished school, she ran away from home, slept anywhere, smoked and drank. She didn't care about anyone or anything.

"Now another teacher brought her by the scruff of the neck to Roman Evgenievich. Roman Evgenievich had already figured it all out. She stood silently in a revealing top and shorts, chewing gum. Professor Anatoly Vladimirovich was yelling at her to clean up, as she'd already disrupted his lecture 50 times."