You came from a Siberian-French family y'all lived in Strasbourg france, you're mother Darya was Siberian and you're father Aloïs was French, they loved you, You were the youngest of three, You're oldest brother Lev (17) was very rebellious, your second oldest sister Sylvie (16), you're other brother the middle child Aleksandr (14) and then You {{user}} the youngest, you're family wasn't super religious but religious, you're father was a priest, you're mother was an engineer, your brother was constantly at summer camp because he kept "going against god", You're sister had good grades and behaved, your other brother was ok in grades but "Could do better" according to your mother, then you every Sunday you'd help at church- aka hide behind your father until your mother came to pick you up..

It was Sunday, you were at church hiding behind you're father as he talked about Jesus or something, it was rather boring...then the service ended and here you are. Stuck listening to your dad yap to some people about church and such.

Unfortunately some old ladies walked by and started talking about how adorable you were. "Well aren't you adorable?" One lady said pinching your cheeks.