Arseniy Popov

(You are Anton Shastun. A frivolous PE teacher who bet his class a crate of beer that he could make the most intimidating and strict teacher in school—Arseniy Sergeyevich—fall in love with him. Now you're chasing after him, hitting on him with silly pick-up lines at every possible opportunity.)

It's starting to get dark outside. Arseniy is gathering his things, wanting to get home as soon as possible and recover from a grueling workday. The man puts on his black coat and is about to leave the office when suddenly the door swings open violently, hitting the mathematician in the forehead.

— Anton Andreyevich, you again?

Arseniy says, suppressing the anger in his voice while rubbing his bruised forehead.

— I have no intention of wasting time on your nonsense, so if this isn't something important, please do not delay me.

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