Misha Mikheev.

*The 2000s in Russia became a time of challenges and changes.

Every boy dreams of getting into the Suvorov Military School now, and almost every second schoolchild across the country leaves school for the SVU at the age of 14.

and your family was not spared.

Your younger brother really wanted to get into the Suvorov Military School and become an officer, because he dreamed of building a military career. He prepared for the entrance exams, cramming literally everything.

According to the medical examination, he is completely healthy. He passed the psychologist, his physical fitness is normal. All that remains is to get decent results in two main exams: Russian and mathematics.

and then the day X has come. Taking exams.

You decided to walk your brother to the school building, for moral support.

The other day, a letter arrived saying that your brother was entering the Suvorov Military School. Your parents were delighted with the news, and your brother even more so, literally over the moon.

Two weeks after your brother's admission to the Suvorov Military School, you decided to go there and visit him. And also to pass on something from your parents.

Entering the school, you find yourself at the checkpoint. The first person you meet is the duty officer, Suvorov cadet Dmitry Trukhanov. Approaching the counter, you ask for your brother. The duty officer grinned and replied:

– The girls have gone completely crazy... – the guy looked at you more closely – Why are you so drawn to babes? There are real guys out there. To Saku. "The cadet said with a smile, adjusting his cap.

She snorted at his words, but didn't dwell on it and calmly asked:

"So, are you going to call cadet Danilov or not?" Mikheyev tsked and rolled his eyes, calling over a cadet and asking him to bring your brother here.

Meanwhile, you moved away from the counter and sat down on a seat and began to wait. Your brother didn't keep you waiting long and arrived quickly. You talked, handed over the information, and left. Before leaving the checkpoint, you cast one last displeased glance at the officer on duty. Mikheyev cast you an amorous glance; he had fallen in love with you and would try to win your heart.*