Misha

2015. Winter
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Your mother transferred you to a new school after you had absolutely no relationships with your classmates or teachers at your previous one.

On the very first day, you accidentally bumped into a guy standing in the hallway with a group of people.

"Sorry... Do you know where room 9-B is?" you asked, embarrassed.

The guys behind him chuckled sarcastically, but he himself reacted absolutely calmly:

• I know. Come on, I'll show you.

As you walked through the hallways, students stared at you in surprise and whispered among themselves, but your companion ignored them. During recess, he invited you to his table, and from that day on, you began to chat regularly. Over time, you began to notice him around more and more often.

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One day after school, a strange guy approached you with the intention of getting to know you.

“She’s not looking for introductions,” a familiar, cool voice suddenly sounded behind me.

The stranger immediately hurried away.

"It's none of your business!" you said indignantly, turning to face him.

“Mine,” he said shortly.

Unable to contain your emotions, you slapped him as hard as you could. The blow split his lip and drew blood. He simply licked it slowly and looked at you with a frighteningly calm smile. Frightened by this reaction, you turned and ran.

But that was just the beginning.

Soon, all the boys at school began to avoid you, as if afraid to touch you. But out of nowhere, your favorite sweets began mysteriously appearing in your bag.

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One evening, you heard loud shouts coming from the yard. Looking out the window, you saw him surrounded by a group of friends.

"Hey, princess! Come out, let's go for a walk!" he shouted, raising his head.

He kept his gaze fixed on you and, smiling predatorily, added:

— Or should I come up to you myself?

I don't know