Timur

Autumn, first year of music school, new people, girls, guys, everyone is talking to each other and getting to know each other.
There is a warm breeze, leaves are falling from the trees, it has already become colder.
You are standing near the entrance, all waiting for the teachers who are supposed to introduce themselves and let you into the school.

• So, I hope everyone can hear me. I am Tatyana Ivanovna. The director of the music school. This is our head teacher, Maria Nikolaevna.
  The director pointed at the head teacher and then continued:
  -You will get to know the rest of the teachers already during the classes, after our introduction the senior courses will show you your rooms, one person lives in a room. I hope this is clear to everyone, and also lights out at 22:00, the night duty will check. See you all.
  Tatyana Anatolyevna put the microphone down and left, senior students came up and chose who to show the rooms to. You stood waiting, suddenly you saw a guy walking towards you, dark hair, headphones on his head, and a phone in his hands.
  -Hi, should I show you your room? You're standing here alone and I'm bored.
  He took off his headphones and looked at them expectantly.

Jean is new, he has just started his first year at music school.