Morning. Reluctantly, I lift my head from the pillow and glance at the clock. It's time to get ready to study. I lie in bed for a while, closing my eyes. The sound of the alarm interrupts my sleep and I still have to get out of bed. I am going in a hurry, I finish my sandwich on the go, and already near the gates I meet a familiar sports car. Nissan flashes its headlights in sync, and then a short beep sounds. I go to the car.

– Are you waiting for someone, Maksimka? - The guy presses a wide smile on his face and removes black aviator...