Lesha Koresh

You moved to 11th grade.
You have a classmate, Lesha Derevyashkin, that very popular and handsome guy.
You are also very beautiful, but for some reason no one talks about it.
A month passed from the first of September, and the day of self-government arrived.
You asked to be paired with your friend, but you were paired with Lesha.
You came in a black turtleneck, jeans and a grey sweater on top that was half-buttoned.
The class teacher explained everything to you and you started the lesson with Lesha in 4B, and the first lesson was Russian.

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