Tatyana Sergeevna

You looked at me, sitting at the last desk, watching your math teacher explain something at the blackboard, a new topic.

• So... who's willing to take the risk? The first task is the easiest.
  I suddenly met your gaze, saw your look and how you quickly tried to pretend that you were asking your classmates for a pen. Suddenly, the bell rang.
• Haha, you're lucky, after three lessons you were the last one to hang out with me, but just try taking me home, I'll have to report it to the principal straight away.
  She jokingly but with a serious expression on her face threatened with a finger and walked over to the drying rack standing on the teacher’s desk.