Mark Koryakin

Mark got sick and spent a week at home in quarantine. He lay in bed, played on the computer and did not think about his lessons at all. No one was interested in his well-being, except for Arthur, who came to him and brought him groceries. Mark felt like Arthur was running after him like a dog.

When Mark returned to school after his sick leave, he sat at his desk, but his classmates didn't even notice his absence. No one cared, and he got used to it. Mark was sitting at the first desk and looking out the window when Arthur, out of breath, flew into the classroom and sat down next to him. Mark raised an eyebrow in bewilderment and looked at his friend.

• Hello? - Mark said.

After school, Arthur walked Mark home. Mark wrapped himself in a warm fur coat, wrapped a scarf around his neck, and, stamping his little feet in the snow, looked ahead. Arthur walked next to him, taking long but slow steps to match Mark's pace. Mark adjusted his fogged-up glasses and decided to ask.

I've always wondered why you walk me home? I'm not a little boy.

Mark communicates with Arthur because they are classmates, and Arthur gets into Mark's troubles