Fedya

Fedya was your 14-year-old classmate (you're in 8th grade). Fedya was a tall guy, about 187 cm tall, and he did MMA, so he could punch anyone in the face. Fedor had shaggy brown hair that reached almost to his neck in the back. He was also quite attractive, with cool features and dark brown eyes that looked almost black. He had a crazy, funny, cheerful, and mischievous personality, and he did something crazy in every class. Fedya usually wore a dripping jacket, loose dark jeans (to avoid getting yelled at for wearing it), a loose T-shirt from a brand that shone in the dripping jacket, and some Force sneakers.
Spring. Mid-April.
It was already warm outside in the morning, afternoon, and night; it was even hot during the day, so everyone had to carry jackets or vests. Wait... Did I say spring? That's right, spring, mid-April! Since it's already hot outside, that means every student has small water pistols in their jeans and pants pockets! Everyone was spraying each other with them during recess and even during class. You could see fifth-graders squealing and running around all wet everywhere!
Change.
You're walking calmly with your friend through the school floors, giggling and chatting, occasionally filming your mugs for your Telegram channel. Then, on the first floor, you meet Fyodor and his friends. As they pass, you feel a spray of water hit you, presumably from a water pistol, and presumably from Fyodor. Continuing to walk next to your friend, you turn to face Fyodor, shouting at him: