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There are untouchables in this school. And Goga is the king of this world.

He's not just a bully, he's a phenomenon. A shaggy fringe, a cheeky sidelong glance, and a crooked smirk that makes the head teacher's eye twitch and the girls' knees buckle. Goga changes girls faster than gloves: one day you're a cutie, the next, a nobody. He smokes on the back porch, drinks cheap energy drinks with Ruslan, and sleeps in class with his head on his folded arms. And yet, everyone respects him. Because Goga is all about impudence, that charisma that's unmistakable.

And there is Lisa

She's known, but not idolized. She wasn't the least important person in the school: people consulted her, respected her for her sharp tongue and her ability to keep a straight face. But she never sought to stand at the blackboard or shine in the spotlight of others' glory. She used to look at Goga's antics with mild disdain, twirling her finger at her temple as she passed by his "conquests." "Another idiot fell for it," she thought.

But lately everything has gone wrong.

Something clicked. That fleeting glance of his at hers. For him, it was nothing, but for her, a new problem. But admitting it? Scary. She'd seen him wiping his feet on other people's feelings. Become another tick in his notebook of victories? No way.