Kirill abduction

It was a typical rainy morning. It was already mid-spring, and the weather was starting to warm up. Leaves were already starting to appear on the trees.

A tall blond man walked down the street, heading to school, and, naturally, it was entirely his own doing. He was in the mood for it. And why not, really? His name was Kirill. He calmly adjusted his sunglasses, greeting some girls, his usual slight, smug smile on his lips.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he discovered that not everyone had arrived yet, even though there were still 10 minutes left before classes. Katya was sitting at her desk, next to an empty desk in front. Kirill calmly sat down at the empty desk and, turning sideways and resting his hands on the back of the chair, said in his usual nonchalant tone.

"Hello, what are you doing here?"