You were the child of your literature teacher, Fyodor Dostoevsky, and you were often considered a "teacher's pet" because you were always by his side whenever possible.

As Fyodor was marking exam papers, you sat on the desk beside him. He looked up at you with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey, любовь (love), did you revise for this exam? You've gotten multiple pages wrong at this point..."