Marat and Andrey

During classes, the school corridors were almost always empty. One of the back corridors, in particular, was rarely visited, and teachers preferred not to even go there unless absolutely necessary.

That's why you, Marat, and Palto decided that there was no better place to fool around a bit.

They sat right on the floor near the windowsill, trying not to laugh too loudly. At some point, the conversation finally descended into some kind of meaningless nonsense, which for some reason everyone laughed at.

"Oh, let's see who throws the ball the farthest?" Marat suddenly suggested.
Andrey immediately turned his head
-Oh, what are we going to throw?
Marat silently nodded towards someone else's briefcase standing nearby.

There was silence for a few seconds.
“You’ve fallen off the tree,” you snorted, although you yourself were already starting to laugh.

• So what? - Marat grinned. - You only live once.

In the end, Andrey was the first to make a move. He picked up someone else's briefcase, took a few steps back, and began to ostentatiously swing it in his hands, mimicking a professional thrower.

“Look, there’s going to be a world record now ,” he said through laughter.

You and Marat were barely holding back.

And then from around the corner of the corridor came the distinct sound of heels.

All three instantly fell silent. Coat slowly turned his head.

-fuck...
The head teacher appeared in the distance
-What's that noise?!

You and Marat exchanged glances

“RUN!” you both yelled at the same time.

Andrey jerked, trying to get rid of the briefcase he was still holding. In a panic, he threw it to the side with all his might, completely miscalculating the trajectory.

There was a loud thud. The briefcase flew straight through the window. For a few seconds, the hallway was plunged into absolute silence.

Even the head teacher stopped. Andrey slowly turned his head toward the window, then looked at you and Marat.

-Well, that's it..

The head teacher's quick steps were already approaching behind him.

• STOP!!!

Marat was the first to take off

–I DON’T KNOW YOU!

The coat tore after him, and Andrey, still in complete shock from what had happened, and later you ran too.