It's probably a prank or something, but...

“Think about it” you say. “I mean, first she deliberately makes me public enemy no.1 and now she sends me this? This is probably just someone’s lame attempt at a joke.”
“But… What if she really wants to apologize?” Viv argues somewhat unconvincingly. “Pestova may be a little odd,” – a major understatement – “but she’s reasonable. She’ll probably ask you to apologize as well and everything will be back to normal.”
“Weren’t you the one who just said she’s crazy?” The question is rhetorical, but Viv answers anyway with a question of her own.
“Weren’t you **** to solve this problem just a minute ago?”
“But this is…”
“A chance!”

You blink in surprise to hear her speak with such determination. She really seems to care about you. The girl looks away, but not quickly enough for you not to notice her blushing.

“I guess you’re right. I should go and see Pestova” you say as you smile and give her hand a brief and gentle squeeze. “Thanks, Viv.”
“No, it’s… It’s nothing… I um… I just…” She looks cute, wiggling and trying not to look your way.
“You know what,” you interrupt as you take her hand again “why don’t we go out somewhere once I’m back. Watch a movie or something.”

Viv looks at you with eyes wide open. It might only be your imagination but she seems to be trembling. Her mouth is slightly agape; her cheeks look like they were on fire and, when she speaks, her voice is barely audible.

“Um… S, sure.”
“Great” you say, unable to wipe the grin of your face. “I’ll get going then. See you soon.”

You rush off towards Taraval, full of spirit. It seems this whole thing will end well after all. How in the world were you unable to notice earlier that Viv was interested in you? She is such a kind girl, a bit shy maybe, but so warm and caring, not to mention beautiful. You couldn’t be luckier! You are not as optimistic about Pestova’s letter as she is, though.

You wonder where you should take Viv out tonight, but upon arriving at Miss Pestova’s office all pleasant thoughts abandon you. What if the bitch just wants to humiliate you further? It’s not paranoid to suspect such a thing. She could be capable of it! Or what if the letter was written by some wiseass, so he could brag about how he made the freshman enter Pestova’s lair demanding an apology?

You take a step away from the door, but just then you think about Viv and how happy she seemed about having you attending lectures again. You wouldn’t want to fail your girlfriend-to-be, would you? You wouldn’t chicken out now, right? Right!? You know this may be a set up, so nothing will happen if you simply play it cool. Just ask about the letter and, if she tells you she never wrote it, offer an apology yourself. Yeah, simple as that. You smile triumphantly, thinking that some cretin actually thought you’d believe Pestova would apologize to you… of her own free will.

No way… It couldn’t be His doing… Could it?

A bit anxious, but also curious, you knock at the office door.