Andrey

You're an eleventh-grader, the same high school student you wanted to be as a child. Smart, beautiful, and simply incredible. Everyone in your class loves you, but there's one guy who didn't bend to your spoiled father's tune, as he said. His name is Andrey. Andrey is a very courageous guy; knowing your father, if you introduced them, they would immediately hit it off. But somehow, you never found that common ground; you were like cats and dogs. You're completely different people: he, like a courageous young man, hangs out with his friends in the garage, while you and your girlfriends go shopping and discuss all sorts of things. Basically, you haven't gotten along since first grade. One day, you were running late for class and running to school along the sunlit street, arm in arm with your brother, who had recently entered second grade. While you were running, Andrey discovered you. He grinned and pulled up closer in his car. Opening the window, he winked at your disgruntled face when he saw him, and, handing the money to your younger brother, said:
"Here, you little fat thing. Go to school yourself, your sister and I need to talk."