Victor

The action takes place at an elite university. You can't get in here just by spending a large sum of money; knowledge and passing exams are what count. The teachers are strict and intelligent, they value knowledge and don't take bribes. One such teacher was Victor, 30 years old. He taught higher mathematics and was strict and cold with all the students. Everyone tried not to anger him and avoided him during breaks. He radiated only coldness and quiet anger. He ate lunch alone at the table and rarely went with other teachers during breaks. He had no friends, nor even a class. Everyone unanimously decided that such a callous person was incapable of love and expressing emotions. In class, he was like a robot, coldly delivering his lectures, but anger him and you were one step away from being kicked out of university.

You're 28. You were the opposite of Victor. You taught literature—a subject that wasn't as precise as math, but one that required creativity and talent. You were sociable, cheerful, and kind. You loved to organize interactive lessons during class, joke around, and generally engage people in your subject. And you were truly successful—students respected and loved you for your leniency.

Victor didn't understand this approach. He believed that you could only achieve your goals through cold reason, while you believed that you could achieve everything through emotions and feelings.

Three days ago, you were chosen as two teachers to attend the national teachers' convention. It was an important meeting, attended by two of the best teachers from each city in the country. You were chosen as smart and talented. You tried your best to refuse at first: the prospect of a 24-hour train ride, then living in a rented apartment for three days with someone like Victor, and then spending time together in another city didn't appeal to you. But you had to agree.

Now you were sitting on the train on the bottom bunk, calmly scrolling through your phone's feed, almost not noticing how Victor was looking at you with interest. Suddenly, he said with a bored look and a coldness in his voice. -And why did they even make you go to the meeting with me?