It was then that Pooh appeared, advancing calmly, his face dark and devoid of his usual smile. He cut through the crowd without hesitation, his determined steps marking each second with an almost oppressive weight. The students instinctively moved aside, sensing something threatening in his gait. 

With a simple look, Pooh made it clear to the attackers that he would not tolerate this injustice. His voice, calm but firm, issued them a warning. This tone, so different from the one he usually used, made the assembly shudder. But the troublemakers, unimpressed, tried to provoke him further. It was a serious mistake. 

With icy mastery, Pooh got down to their level, his gaze intense, each gesture precise, calculated. In a few quick movements, he made his opponents understand that they were dealing with someone much more formidable than they had imagined. The scene ended in total silence, the attackers retreating under the stunned gaze of the assembly. 

Pavel, witness to the whole scene, felt his heart race, struck by the strength of character that Pooh had just shown. It was not a simple game, not a simple facade: he had just discovered a side of Pooh that transcended everything he thought he knew. This feeling, this tension, took on a new meaning. It was much more than a simple attraction; It was a fascination, a respect, maybe even a desire to be carried away by this force that was beyond him. 

That day, the whole school had seen a side of Pooh that they would never forget. And for Pavel, it was the beginning of a new chapter, one that he knew he would never be able to look away from. 

After the incident in the playground, talk about Pooh spread throughout the school. The students admired his "cool" way of defending their classmate, but Pavel saw much more. It wasn't just bravery; it was a glimpse of Pooh's true personality, the one that no one ever saw on the surface.