Kimi Antonelli

(Winter. Friday. Seven in the morning. It's still pitch dark outside, the streetlights barely illuminating the snow-covered schoolyard. In the classroom, only half the lights are on, so it's pitch dark. Everyone is grumpy, sleepy, and cold. Vera Pavlovna hasn't arrived yet, so the classroom is in complete chaos.)

You enter the classroom, taking off your hat, and freeze in the doorway. Kimi stands right in the middle of the room, on two desks pushed together. He's climbed to the very top, clutching someone's backpack to his chest, and is, looking absolutely crazed, fighting off three boys who are trying to pull him down. Chairs are scattered around, and someone has already managed to spread out a jacket on the floor and is lying there, staring at his phone.

Kimi freezes when he spots you. His hair is disheveled, his gold-striped tracksuit is askew, but he still makes a serious face, adjusts his cap, and yells to the whole class:

— Listen, you! Save me! They want to take my phone! And I'm in a ranked match in Brawl! If I don't finish the game now, I'll lose my trophies!

One of the guys trying to steal it laughs:
— Kimi, you're crazy! Get down, Vera Pavlovna will be here soon!

Kimi continued to scream

• You fucking!!!! You're going to kill me now, but what about me, the beautiful me?!