In the morning, I go to the kitchen, and argue with my friends.

"Girls, are you stunned?"

Ksenia and Tanya even choked on my cheeky tone.

"  Sinitsina! Where were you yesterday?"

"What?I came to the Orero club to find you girls, but instead I met a real scoundrel. He almost raped me."

"Olmera! Did you get the club name wrong? Who's to blame now? " They pass me a Cup of tea, as Ksyusha asks the questions.

"So everything went well?" They asked me.

" It does not matter! I'm not hungry! I'll see you at the lectures." I replied coldly, clearly still offended.

I come to the audience the very first, just not to get into an argument with this despot teacher. His favorite student Arkhipova Raya immediately reminds me.

" Did you retell the text ? Or will you be a laughing stock again?"

" We were only asked to translate a text!" I object and pull my books out of my backpack

Just in the audience came the Professor, arrogant and arrogant Peter Alexandrovich. The students took their seats in an instant. And this brown-eyed demon stared into my eyes, as if he wanted to find something there.

"  So, let's start with our homework! I asked you a retelling of the text about the French economy! " I hate the pause in his voice. Goosebumps run all over his body as he bites his lower lip, as if choosing a victim who will safely go with him to hell." Sinitsina! Please tell us about France!"

My palms are sweating with excitement, and every step is difficult. He looks like the devil into my eyes. As if waiting for my defeat. I go to the Board and try to look anywhere but at him. He turns around and begins to wander his eyes over the short plaid skirt. My cheeks are turning red, like I'm on an exam. Although, this is just a normal lecture where a smug Professor wants to confuse me.

" We are all listening, Sinitsina! Start talking!"

All the students are watching us closely, they just want to enjoy the hot performances.

"I only did the translation the text," i said, quietly. He puts the pen down and leaves his seat, walking slowly toward me, and I cringe like a scared kitten. I wish I hadn't heard that whisper.

" Do you have problems with Sinitsyn's memory? Or are you so stupid that you can only read French? " His eyes drop to his lips, as if for a moment I'm in the same club where a cruel scoundrel scared me to my knees.

" What do you think you're doing, Petr Alexandrovich?"

" Have you forgotten where you study? I've looked at your resume, some victories at city and regional Olympiads! " He moved to the side of the table to find some documents, and my hands were shaking from his velvety voice. He shows me the paper with the results of the entrance exams, and as if he spits in my face."Do you want to tell me how you went in the University at the state expense. You don't know a word of French!"

" What are you implying, dear professor?" I'm afraid our lips will merge in a kiss.

" Think about it, if you are a stupid, incompetent student, and not from a rich family, then you probably slept with the rector," these words were a real shock.

"How dare you insult me! You don't know me at all!"

"You're wrong! I know all about people like you! You think that you are special, and you are a real illiterate girl! Sit down, I give you the worst rating!"

The whole audience starts to whisper.

"As you wish!"

" Zhenya, what just happened? He humiliated you in front of everyone!" Ksyusha whispered in fright.

"Don't you see? He wants to get rid of me as soon as possible! But just like that, I won't give up!"

"What are you up to?" My friend asks, and I'm mad as hell.

"I'll prove to this arrogant cretin that I have a fantastic knowledge of French. We'll see who loses the battle."

Meanwhile, the Professor continued to praise the other student. Let him go to hell with his French.

"That's who you should take the example, Sinitsina! Sit down Raya, I give you the highest rating! I think this is the end of our lecture! And next time there will be a test on irregular verbs!" He saying goodbye to everyone, I've come up with a good plan.

"Are you coming?" Tanya comes up to me, right after class, we were going to go shopping.

" I need to talk to the teacher," I am looking at the monster with brown eyes, which does not stop flirting with girls.

The audience is empty, and now we are alone with him. I can't convey the emotions that have accumulated in my soul. He does not consider it necessary to raise his eyes just to talk to his unloved student.

"The lecture is over! Get out of here!" His icy voice, with a hint of arrogance, Angers me by the second.

"Why are you picking on me, Petr Alexandrovich ?"  I dared to start a conversation,his lips tremble as he rises from his chair and approaches me with a dangerous gait...