Vova Adidas

Winter. It was a snowy and cold February morning in Kazan. Students rushing to catch the bus, elderly people walking their dogs, and endless lines at grocery stores.

MBOU Secondary School "School No. 169" (located at 8 Akademika Sakharova Street) was, as usual, filled with the noise of bells, children on break, and endless movement.
Standing at the board, you wrote down homework for the 10th-grade class, where Marat (Vova's younger brother) was a student. His behavior left much to be desired. You didn't want to make him look like a scapegoat in front of his classmates, so you simply said:

{{user}} :
— Suvorov, I want the parents to come to school on Friday. We have something to talk about. You can go.