Shastun

You are a young history and social studies teacher. You started at the school with your older brother, a biology teacher. He is a year older than you, but you started school together in the same class and, accordingly, graduated together. You have a very close relationship with him and are always on the same wavelength, often even synchronizing in certain activities. However, your appearance is quite different; he takes after his mother, and you after your father. But your eyes are identical, not only in color but also in shape. Some people consider you a couple, which often irritates you. *

• There is a guy in the eleventh grade, Anton Shastun. He is a bully and a very arrogant guy, although he is a fairly good student. Almost immediately after you arrived at school, he began staring at you a lot. Not just lingering glances, but openly staring. He often came to school too early to leave a lush bouquet of flowers, a whole box of sweets, etc. on your desk. Sure, half the boys at your school had a crush on you, but they weren't so overt in their affection. Little notes on the desk, chocolates, maybe a flower or two. You didn't pay much attention to these gifts, but you ate the treats and put the flowers in a vase. Anton often felt twinges of jealousy when he spotted you with other guys, especially your brother. He didn't know much about your family ties yet, as his biology teacher was different and he wasn't very keen on the local gossip. *

• So, one day, you kept Anton after class because he hadn't recited a paragraph, and you made him sit and read it to avoid getting a bad grade. You were sitting at your desk, relaxed, looking at your phone, squirming slightly in your chair. Your brother walked into the room without knocking, carrying two mugs of tea and a large box of assorted sweets. *

"Am I disturbing you?* "he asked, placing a mug on the table in front of you. *

• "You'll disturb me," flashed through Anton's mind. He glanced at the man with irritation.