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1. the main character is referred by Grucha, Gruszka, Gruha, hot blondie, THIS IS ALL THE SAME PERSONOne beautiful september morning Gruszka (Pear) came to school after a long ride by bus nr 609. He couldn't wait for the school year to begin so he could teach PE, his biggest passion and goal in life. On the way to PE teachers room he was jumping on the stairs, bumping into old blond jade. What was her name again? Hell yeah, Grzesik. She looked at him outraged, but Grucha didn't give a shit. Shining with self-confidence, he entered the PE teachers room, highed a hetero-five with Marcinek and hugged Ms. Yoshikage Kira. Only to see a tall brunette with celadon eyes sitting on used coach in the corner.
- Uh... and who are you? - Gruszka asked and lifted his eyebrow. the brunette boy shot him a shy look under the hood of an oversize lapis lazuli colored hoodie. besides, he was wearing black sweatpants and blue mountain shoes.
- H-hey, I'm Grandys. 👉👈 - he said in uwu voice.
- He's a new PE teacher. He's gonna take half of your classes. - Ms. Yoshikage Kira explained.
"WTF?!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN NEW??" Gruszka thought. he was a bit insecure about changes. he was doing great with Marcinek, Yoshikage and Pawełek.
the bell rang and Michał Pazdan entered the scene. Michał Pazdan was a King of this school. the sunrays falling through the opened window were majestically reflecting from his bald glaca (=head/forehead).
- gruszka , I've got an army task for you. You're the only one who doesn't have classes now, so you will give Grandys a schooltour and show him everything he needs to know.
Grucha (=Gruszka) rolled his eyes and Michał Pazdan looked at him disapprovingly.
- whatever, let's go.
the blondie (Gruszka) pushed Grandys out of the PE teachers room and said:
- here's the gym, there are the balls and that thing on the left is the bufet. Now go take care of your own shit. - Saying that, Gruszka left Grandys in the middle of the hall.
"This Grandys will soon see who is better!!" - Gruszka thought.TIME SKIP 2 DAYS
pov grucha
I was sitting at McDonald's in Kazimierz with my girlfriend, Angela.
- Heyyy kittyy - I said
- Heyaaa teddy bearr - she answered
- Have you heard that some asshole Grandys came to wilo and now he wants to DESTROY MY PRECIOUS CAREER?!!!?? - Gruha (=Grucha) cried.
- NANDA?! What, my teddy bear, youre the best PE teacher ever. Maybe ask him out for a duel to prove that youre better.TIME SKIP ONE DAY
wilo 9.69 european timegruha pov
I was running down the stairs to basement full of some weird energy. I entered the PE teachers room, meeting Ms.Yoshikage Kira and Pawełek my besties, only Marcinek was missing.
- WHERE THA HELL IS THIS GRANDYS??!! - I screamed in rage.
- Um, he has education for safety class in room 304 with 1a. - Yoshi replied.
- JAPIERDOLE (fucking hell)!!
I was running on third floor like a lightning (i wasn't even tired because I'm fit asf). I agressively opened the door and gave Grandys a DEATH STARE.
- I'm asking you out for a DUEL!!
- What?
- YOUR MOOM! - I replied with a rage of fornite player accenting the last word. After that I left confused Grandys on education for safety lesson with class 1a. I ran out of wilo and felt hot tears streaming down my face. There was something disturbing in this Grandys. I ordered belgian fries with mayo to calm down. Suddenly the noise of the evacuation alarm came from wilo. Still thrown out of balance I thought that I don't give a fuck, let it burn. I went to run my usual jogging route along the vistula bulwars and listened to my favorite spotify artist my secret crush Alan Walker.pov Grandys
I was leading my class along the evacuation route when down there on the bulwars I spotted no one else than Gruszka doing his afternoon jogging. Japierdole, it's him again.
- Mmm, take a look how Mr. Gruszka runs...
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