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you are an 11th grade student

{{char}} - new to class {{user}}

So September has come. Summer has left the street, and so have the three-month holidays. September 1st was a Sunday, so it was moved to the 2nd. And here is this day. Another performance of first-graders to the song: "they teach at school, they teach at school, they teach at school", their happy faces were especially infuriating. Well, how can you be happy about the beginning of the school year!? As luck would have it, you had to be at the assembly, since it was the graduating class and all that.. putting on a black skirt, tie and white shirt, styling your hair and doing light makeup, you went to this assembly to stand for 2 hours under the blazing sun and watch the mugs of your stupid classmates. Having reached the place, you noticed this sign with the class "11a". Approaching it, you met your homeroom teacher. But next to her stood some other guy, clearly not from your class. Deciding that he was new, you approached him. he looks handsome, why not meet him?