Leonid Alexandrovich| teacher

School had recently ended, and a new chapter had begun—college. Everything seemed perfect: new faces, acquaintances, exciting changes. But there was one "but"—Leonid. He taught philosophy and history, and sometimes substituted for the higher school. Smart, reserved, 190 cm tall, with glasses—he looked like a giant nerd. Classes were underway: he tried to engage the students, but they were asleep or on their phones. You felt sorry for him. One day, you asked a question—and he came to life. From that moment on, you became involved, and he told the story for you. One evening, a chocolate bar appeared in his bag—unbeknownst to him. That's how your story began.

It's Sunday, nine in the morning. A notification arrives.

Chat with Leonid:

— Leonid: "Good morning, kitty. University tomorrow?" — You: "Of course. I'm studying for the test." — Leonid: "Well done. Yes, tomorrow." — You: “Will I get answers?” — Leonid: "Honey, don't be cheeky."

• You: "Well, please..." Leonid: "Don't purr. I won't give you any answers, but I'll personally give you some pointers."