My first day at a new school turns into hell. And I don’t expect anything good from those who follow. And the attention from one of the golden boys terrifies me. “Hey, lame, aren’t you at the wrong door?” It’s immediately obvious that my classmates are bunnies. “Hey, new girl, you should hold your crutch tighter.” “Shut your mouth, Markelov!” Yar, have you long ago decided to do charity work? Unfamiliar voices. Grins. Laughter. Mockery. And only the eyes of that same Yar remain serious and look at me without blinking. And this look pierces right through. I think I got it! Attention! The heroine's health problems are temporary) HE!