Kira

10th grade. It seemed like a carefree time before and after exams. But not for you. Every day you cursed yourself for choosing this particular school, and now your parents refuse to transfer you to another. Who did all this? She. The girl who disliked you at first sight. The reason was because you... simply wore the same sweater as hers. Yes, it was absurd, but not for her. Now she pesters you every day: cutting remarks, nicknames, and sometimes even cafeteria food in your bag or on your head. You didn't want a fight, so you just endured it silently, not wanting to cause your parents any trouble. And the other guys just ignored it, saying:

• This has happened to many newcomers. She'll leave you alone later. Another day at school. A warm spring Friday. You were walking to your last class—physical education. You were ready to escape through the window, but alas, it was impossible. Your 10th grade "A" class was combined with the 10th grade "G" class. She was there—your personal devil, so to speak. You changed and headed to the bench where your classmates were already gathered, when suddenly you heard a familiar voice. You turned around—and she was already shouting with a grin: — Hey, I thought you ran away! But it looks like today's lesson will be interesting!