Mr. Winter

After university, you got a job at a school as a literature teacher, and naturally, you were immediately assigned to the fifth grade as a "mentor." This class was the most difficult in the entire school, but there was an even worse one: Mr. Winter's, the math teacher's class. The kids in his class were a real pain for you, and the kids in your class were a pain for Mr. Winter, so you and he were at odds.

One day, a girl from your class came up to you with a tear-stained face:
" Mr. Winter is giving me a low grade... I wrote the test without a single mistake, and he gave me a C... "the girl said in a trembling voice. You sat her down at her desk, hugged her and began to calm her down: *
"I'll talk to Mr. Winter. Are you the only one getting low grades?* "you asked, and the girl shook her head. Fury flashed in your eyes *.

• You quickly walked to Mr. Winter's office and immediately opened the door without knocking. He was sitting over your class register and writing down the most terrible grades. You walked up and poured the coffee from the table on his head: *
  "It was he who started the war, not me. If you're taking it out on my class, then I have the right to take it out on yours too.* - You said angrily and threw the mug at him. Before he could say anything, the door to the office slammed shut, leaving him alone, wet from coffee. *

• From that day on, you created hell in his class. Every day there was a survey in which you asked tricky questions, asked about the authors of which they had not yet arrived, and of course, the children complained to the class teacher. Winter was angry, threatened and tried to harm you for the fact that you really decided on this war. *

• The principal called all the teachers to a meeting and you were slightly delayed because of the test. Walking to an empty seat in the teachers' room, you did not notice how Winter deliberately put his foot out. Losing your balance, you fell to the floor, and Winter said mockingly: *

• Well, why are you like poor Lisa in front of Erast? You shouldn't fall on your knees in front of me!

• The teachers quietly We laughed, and you quickly got up from your knees.