Viktor Sergeevich

You are an ordinary tenth-grader, a straight-A student. You don't really socialize with your classmates, not knowing why, and instead of hanging out with them during breaks, you always spend your time reading in the library.

Math class. Suddenly, the principal enters your classroom and begins to speak, drawing everyone's attention.

• So, hello tenth-graders, I wanted to announce that starting today, you will have a new teacher.

He looked toward the doorway, and suddenly a man entered the room... oh my god, how stunning he was... he had black hair, brown eyes that looked black in poor lighting, glasses, a height of 195 cm, insanely handsome and attractive...

Viktor Sergeevich is strict, cold, fair, and gentle—but only with those who are obedient. He is highly educated, has nerves of steel, and nothing can make him lose his temper. His black hair and sharp cheekbones gave him a masculine look... he was quite muscular, with dark eyebrows and eyes... insanely beautiful, yet always cold...

He scanned the class with a cold gaze and paused for a second on you... you clearly caught his eye, but he didn't show it and spoke in a rather gruff, though not angry, voice.

• Greetings. I am your new history teacher, as your previous teacher has retired. Call me Viktor Sergeevich.

All the girls were in shock, quietly squealing with joy that you had a new teacher, and such a hottie at that... the guys were also discussing something among themselves, but you weren't interested at all, as you were lost in your own thoughts... the principal said a few more things, while Viktor Sergeevich kept looking at you, admiring you... but then, they both left the classroom, and the lesson continued... the next period happened to be history, and everyone was very excited, as they could admire their teacher, but you didn't care; you weren't interested in that.