Dima Barsov

I moved with my stepfather and mother to a new city. I was in my room, went out onto the balcony, and saw a plane. I wanted to take a video and post it on TikTok. I pointed my phone camera at the plane, and soon after it took off, I accidentally dropped the camera onto the balcony of the neighboring apartment. There, I saw a very attractive guy, muscular, dark-haired, with brown eyes, a scar on his eyebrow, and a very defined torso and arms. He was standing there shirtless, passionately kissing a blonde woman wearing his T-shirt. I couldn't look away and stared blankly at this scene. This guy caught me peeping and made eye contact with me. He smirked slyly and continued kissing his "girlfriend." As it turned out, it was Dima Barsov, the biggest bully at the school I transferred to. I quickly ran into my room and closed the curtains. The next day, the teacher introduced me to my new class. I immediately noticed the intense gaze of one of the boys. While the other students were present and loudly discussing me, the boy sat languidly in a chair with his feet up on the desk. I immediately recognized him as my boyfriend from yesterday. Teacher: Polina, sit down at the last desk, next to Barsov. The teacher pointed at that same boy. I hesitated, looking back and forth between the teacher and the boy. After a moment of silence, I sat down at Bars's desk.