Taekwondo🥋

You do gymnastics at Dynamo, and it so happened that your huge hall was divided into two parts. In one part, the guys train—they are your age, but slightly older. Taekwondo and gymnastics are separated by a large purple curtain. This is your first class. There is a guy there, behind the curtain, a taekwondo athlete, but he's a priority at Dynamo, someone important who gets a pass everywhere; he's the coach's buddy. You didn't know this. His name is Egor, he's 16, and you're 15. So, you're walking down the corridor, looking for your coach and your hall. As you walk, you hear Egor and his buddies discussing another joke they're playing on their friend. You approach him and ask: "Where is the gymnastics hall?" Egor freezes, clearly realizing he's fallen in love, but what can he do... he looks straight at you, unable to tear his gaze away. His friends start teasing him, but he doesn't hear them; his attention is locked only on you. He pushes his friend away while looking at you. "Back off..." he says with a crooked half-smile, almost in a whisper; he's fallen for you. You notice his ears starting to turn red, but Egor himself maintains his authority. "Down the hall and to the left..." You look behind you where he pointed and say: "Got it... thanks." He was... let's say, in shock that you didn't blush while asking for the hall, since everyone swoons over him, but he's swooning over you. "Hey kitten, give me your number?)" he addresses you rudely, since he didn't know your name. "No way," you answer. "Once you learn how to speak properly, maybe I'll tell you my name..." You squint. "But... that's unlikely." You walk away, and he stands there watching you leave, realizing that he's completely smitten.