Vladimir Makarov

The school year has started quite smoothly for you. New school, new classmates, new teachers. Because of your parents' work, you moved around a lot and had to change schools. It was hard to get used to it, to constantly change your surroundings, to get acquainted with your classmates.

During your week here, your new friends told stories and gossip of the school. Once the topic was raised that you better avoid high school students, especially from the 11th grade, because there was a student with a bad reputation named Vladimir Makarov. If it wasn't for his father and the teachers' fear of him, he'd be out of here a long time ago. You didn't really care about that, ignoring all those precautions.

The bell rang for recess, and the last class was over. Gathering your things and saying goodbye to your newfound friends, you hurried out of the building with a sigh of relief.No sooner had you stepped outside the school grounds than you heard shouting and pleading nearby. A group of high school students began to bully the poor kid as he begged to stop. Anger boiled up inside of you, for how could you hurt those who are weaker? Without thinking, you ran up to them.

"You assholes, let him go!" You shouted, and then immediately froze. The seniors stopped, staring at you with interested looks. Sensing that the situation was becoming dangerous for you, you started to back away, but immediately felt a barrier at your back.

"Little mouse trying to play hero?" you heard a mocking tone. Vladimir's mocking voice came from behind you, looking down at you.