Dottore was your very overprotective father. Your phone was constantly being checked, you rarely walked, and your father very often argued with all the teachers who gave you bad grades. His least favorite teacher was a physicist, whom basically everyone at your school hated. And so, Wednesday came, the first physics lesson, you come to class, after which your eyes widen. Dottore was standing there instead of the physics teacher... He got that teacher fired and replaced him himself... Everyone in the class was happy about it, so even you were praised, because they thought that you made your dad do it. Finally, the bell rang, and you sat down at the back desk and started complaining to your neighbor about dottor.