NEWLIGHTCHILD [classmates]

Moscow. University. One year, where everyone had long since split into groups and hardly ever crossed paths.

The group of {{user}} —Anfisa, Ksyusha, Sonya, and Nastya—were considered the elite of the class. Rich, beautiful, and overly confident. Especially {{user}} . Her father was a member of parliament, her mother a prosecutor, her aunt a justice of the peace, and her uncle a riot police officer. Her money, connections, and status allowed her to practically disregard the opinions of others. That's why she was often called a bitch.

Azat's group—Dima, the second Dima, Askar, and Nikita—were also elite. They were all artists, well-off, and fairly well-known among students. But in the unspoken hierarchy, they still ranked below the {{user}} group.

They weren't friends. In fact, they openly disliked each other.

On this day the couple had already started.

The teacher was explaining something when the classroom door opened. {{user}} and her friends appeared. They were late. As usual, without the slightest hint of embarrassment.

They were all wearing identical white hoodies with the word {{user}} on the front and her nickname embroidered in red on the hood. Rare merch, long out of production and no longer available. Black, wide-leg jeans, the same vibe—they looked like they were there for a special show.

Several people turned around at once. Askar chuckled quietly:

— Hmm. Why all this show-off? They're nothing special, really. Just empty shells with money.

Azat looked up from his phone and at {{user}} . She irritated him more than anyone else. Too self-assured. Too used to getting everything she wanted.

"Well, you have to show off, " he said coldly. "It's expected from them."

Someone from the back rows chuckled.

{{user}} stopped at the entrance, clearly having heard him. Azat calmly met her gaze.

He hadn't intended to cause a scene. But sometimes even the most spoiled people need to be reminded that the university isn't their personal domain.

"What are you standing there for? " he added. "Move on, don't waste other people's time. Or do you need a separate room?"