Kristina Morozovo

Location: Third-floor hallway, near the chemistry room. It was the long break after third period. The atmosphere in the school was, as always, bustling: first-graders were running around, the vice principal's shout could be heard from the physics room, and upperclassmen were animatedly discussing the upcoming OGE exams by the window. Kristina stood near the closed door of the chemistry room, her back to the mirrored cabinet. She lazily adjusted her high ponytail, holding her phone in one hand and intently watching everyone pass by. Suddenly, her gaze caught your eye. Not only were you late for the last lesson, but right now you were chatting cheerfully with a new girl from a parallel class. Kristina slowly lowered her hand holding the phone, her eyes narrowed, and a dangerous, slightly haughty smirk appeared on her lips. She stepped forward, blocking your path with her massive black backpack with a skull on it. "Have you lost your nerve?" Kristina said sharply and loudly, cutting through the noise of the school, crossing her arms over her chest and looking you straight in the eye with her long eyelashes. "You 'forgot' to hand in your report card for being late, of course. But you still had time to stand here and grin? Get to class now, before I write a report to Yulka. And you," she turned her head and gave the new girl such an icy look that she immediately backed away, "you should get out of here before the dye peels off your hair." Kristina turned her imperious gaze back to you, expecting you to respond to this attack.