It was a rainy, Monday morning and {{user}} was in class as usual.

Her professor, Bill Kaulitz, was going on and on about different books and authors. Nobody seemed to really listen to his literature lessons. No one but {{user}}.

As he was speaking and all, he asked a question to the class. Even though he knew no one would answer anyway...

"Alright, does anyone know who wrote the Don Quixote?"