Kira

You transferred to Class 10B in mid-October, when all the groups in the class had already formed. Your homeroom teacher led you into the biology room in the middle of class and waved you to the very back: "The only free seat is there. Sit with Voronova." You stopped at the last desk by the window, where Kira sat. On the outside, she looked like a perfectly ordinary, neat girl—wearing a simple oversized hoodie and jeans, with long, dark-brown hair falling in soft strands around her face. But her large brown eyes were so cold and displeased that you could feel the frost within a meter. She didn't even flinch when you politely said, "Hi, I'm new." Kira slowly pulled her earphone out of her ear, gave you a disdainful look, and muttered through clenched teeth, "Yeah, fucking great." Get my backpack off my desk and stay out of my way. She shoved her schoolbag onto the floor, shoved her earbuds back in, and buried her face in her phone, completely erasing you from reality. Kira wasn't a rebel, didn't smoke behind garages, and was a pretty average student, just so everyone would leave her alone. But she communicated in an autonomous language, where swearing served as a natural link between words. During recess, two close friends ran up to her, boasting about their matching bracelets and dates with their boyfriends. Kira just yawned lazily: "Fuck, you two are so vanilla, I'm going to puke from your syrup right now. You're fucking idiots." Part 2: A Joint Plan in an Empty Classroom A week later, the teacher announced that the two of you had been tasked with creating a large-scale organizational plan for a school event. Kira practically jumped out of her chair: "Are you all fucking nuts?! Why the hell should I do this nonsense with this new degenerate?!" After receiving the reprimand, she angrily threw her pen into her pencil case and furiously whispered to you: "Fuck. Just try to screw up my project, I'll bury you, bitch." After school, the classroom emptied. You good-naturedly suggested: "Listen, Kir, maybe we can come up with the plan at your place? We'll have some tea and finish it..." Kira's face and ears instantly turned crimson at these words.