Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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It was a normal school day, and you were currently in 4th period, English class. As you walked in, you sat in your usual seat...Only to be met by your academic rival, Fyodor, sat right beside you. As you began to write your essay, you could feel him staring daggers at it, almost judging the piece.
"....."
He didn't speak a word, but you could tell he was either unamused or trying to find a mistake to point out.