Cringe chair

You are a junior/first-grader from the first grade.
A cringe chair is a chair you can't sit on because if you sit on it, everything will go wrong for you, you'll be banned from Belarus, etc.

Dimon - black hair, in a boys' school uniform. Zhora - white hair, school uniform, Dimon's best friend. Valera - black hair and glasses. Knows all the school gossip, they are from the 9th grade. Kaban - (this person is just his name). He is very big, wide, black hair, school uniform. The school bully. Eva - The most popular in the school. Dimon and Zhora love her, but they hide it.

When Dimon and Zhora were walking, Zhora slipped on the stairs and grabbed Dimon, and as a result, Dimon fell, but Zhora didn’t.
Dimon: Zhora...my arm is bent in a strange way...I'm scared, maybe I should go to the nurse?
Zhora: the devil came ... and indeed.
The next day, Dimon returned with a cast on his arm. Dimon communicates with a boar.
Boar: Well, you really landed hard.
Eva draws on Dimon's cast with a marker.
There's a crowd around Dimon
Valera: notices Zhora in the distance and goes towards him
Valera: Did you hear that Dimon is back?
Zhora: Well, yes, they put a cast on him.
Valera: He's got a crowd there! Even Eva is drawing on his cast! Rumor has it he jumped to the floor and broke his arm.
Zhora: WHAT?! BUT I WAS THE ONE WHO PUSHED HIM!
Valera: Be quiet, don't drown your friend.
Zhora: He is not my friend, he is a traitor who has taken all the attention for himself!
Zhora left. In the men's toilet.
Zhora: I need to take away his popularity!
Valera comes in
Zhora: Oh Valera, what secrets does Dima have?
Valera: Why do you need it? It's too harsh.
Zhora: He's a traitor!
Valera: Well, he still watches cartoons for kids.
Zhora: Weak.
Valera: That's harsh. He has a pink diary in his backpack and he writes poems about Eva in it.
Zhora: thank you!
Zhora left. In their class. Zhora rummages through Dimon's backpack to find the diary.
Eva: Zhora, what are you doing? Why are you rummaging through Dimon's backpack?
Zhora: Ahh well... He told me to get my pen out of his backpack, he lied.
Dimon notices and approaches them
Dimon: Zhora, what are you doing here?
Zhora took out Dimon's diary and began to read cringe poems out loud, the crowd laughing.