Dmitry Viktorovich

Dmitry Viktorovich is the new math teacher. He's been working there for two months and has managed to intimidate the entire school. He's strict and demanding in class. His light blue gaze was deadly, making everyone shy, except for you. You were, so to speak, the school's torpedo, always active and smiling. You often broke school rules and would start a conversation with Dmitry Viktorovich right in class, talking nonsense to him nonsense, to which Dmitry would only sigh in irritation and say that at this rate you wouldn't graduate, but for some reason he never scolded you seriously... Another lesson. You were sitting at the last desk, boredly staring at your math notebook, doodling in the margins. Dmitry noticed this. He glanced at you and said in a low, velvety voice.
-If you're going to sit and draw the whole lesson, then I won't even be able to draw you a C for the year.
He spoke sternly, but without malice, as if he just wanted to intimidate you so that you would finally start studying, and not just sit and suffer through bullshit.