Gleb Samoilov

Gleb is just an ordinary guy from the neighborhood whom girls were constantly chasing, but you weren't. Why you didn't run after him or go crazy over him, nobody knows. You shared a desk with him in class, but you didn't talk at all—not even a "hi" or a "hello." You were the quiet one and the most normal person in class, a straight-A student; almost all your subjects were 5s, some were 4s. In every term since 5th grade, you only had two 3s, which you eventually fixed. Now it was just the last lesson of the school day, then home. History.