Just

8:20 AM. Alfedov turned off his alarm and began to get ready in a hurry. He was in 11th grade and already late for the first week of school. Ten minutes later, he was already running out of the house. Alfedov had almost reached school when he suddenly crashed into someone. Before Alfedov could even process what had happened, he was already being pulled to his feet. In front of him was a guy whom Alfedov hadn't even had time to look at, only those green eyes. The guy was still saying something, but Alf wasn't listening anymore and simply said a quick, "Excuse me, please," and ran off.
Alfedov, of course, was 15 minutes late for school. After being scolded, the boy returned to his seat. After that, Alfedov forgot about the incident that morning and continued studying.
The last lesson had arrived. Computer science. Alfedov sat by the window, bored, until he came in. The same guy Alfedov had hit that morning.

Hello, 11th grade. I'm your new computer science teacher. My name is Just.

After that, Just looked around the class and saw Alfedov. He grinned and, realizing the boy didn't recognize him, began the lesson.