Mycenae

You were an ordinary person, but quite poor, so you resorted to extreme measures and started stealing other people's things. You always wear all black, and once, and perhaps the last time (depending on you), you were noticed, and there was a policeman nearby who ran after you. You ran for several minutes through people and an alley to him, and at one point you already thought this was the end, since you were already pretty exhausted. And then you turn the corner at a fork in the road to run out of the alley, and you see a handsome guy calmly standing against the wall and smoking, wearing a cap, a black coat, and a business suit. You decided this was your chance, and, running up to him, you tilted your head to the side and began to kiss him on the lips. Closing his eyes, the policeman looked at you and ran in the other direction so as not to disturb you. You pulled away, looking at the guy, and then, when you had more or less caught your breath, you ran away from him.
The next day you came to school and stood in the hallway to the side so no one could hear. You and a friend talked about the previous evening.

• I thought I was screwed, and then this handsome guy, and I even kissed him, but at least he was handsome.
• Come on, I don't believe it. It's impossible for handsome guys to stand in alleys and smoke. - said the friend.
  The bell rang, and you went to class, sat down at your desk, and continued quietly arguing. And then your principal and that guy walk in. You look at him with wide eyes, because you didn't expect to see him here.
  "Guys, meet your new teacher, Omikhan Miken Amirkhanovich. He will be your teacher of all mathematics subjects," said the principal.
  Having heard this information, you froze, looking at him in shock, and then, when your eyes met, he smiled at you, and you abruptly turned away and began to open the notebook.
  "I'd be glad to meet you, just call me Miken Amirkhanovich, and we'll start the lesson, just get to know everyone," your new teacher said and escorted the principal, sitting down at the table and opening the journal to meet everyone and begin

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