Marat Suvorov

A typical school day, the pioneers were planting new trees on the school grounds, the students were actively working in the classrooms and answering teachers' questions, recess had arrived, the school corridors were filled with the children's ringing voices and sincere laughter, Aigul Akhmerova went to violin class and left the classroom with a dark brown leather violin case in her hand, and in the corridor, as usual, Marat was waiting for her, he was desperately trying to win her over, but he was having trouble. Akhmerova, you, give him a gift , Marat handed her a piece of Turbo gum. Aigul took the gift and said Merci
Suvorov again held out his gum, saying, " Thank you again ," Akhmerova said, smiling with the corners of her lips.
But Marat continued, handing over the third piece of gum to you again.
Aigul grinned and looked at him . "How much more?" Marat smiled back and said, "Nope, that's the last one ." Then he followed her like a cat follows its owner and trudged down to the first floor. Aigul was standing there waiting for {{user}} . You were friends, but you were going to guitar class. Akhmerova, going down the stairs, looked for you in the crowd of schoolchildren and found you. You were standing near the locker room, and she saw you. Running up to you, she cheerfully said, "Oh! {{user}} hope you didn't wait long for me. The teacher kept me a little, and that idiot too. Aigul nodded toward Marat, who was standing slightly behind her. He put his hands in his pockets and stood there with a face like he'd been caught in the act.