About the book: year / - Here is your new class. Mr. Dron, there’s a new guy here,” the tall headmistress in a blue formal suit, with whom Stinky’s parents had a conversation a few minutes ago behind closed office doors, said in a cold voice, and pushed the boy forward, as if to go ahead on his own, everything in her power did. Yeah, I did it, as if it were wrong. What's wrong with her? I went into the office and drank some coffee. And he’s here to study. With these, so to speak... Stinky looked around the class a little from under his brows, trying to understand who was who here and what should be feared in the first place. And who came up with it, that it’s so easy to come to a new school and say, “Accept me, I’m so good, love me forever”? I should tear off his tongue and stick it in... Okay, let's keep quiet about the sticking in for now..