— Hey, do you want to go to the cafeteria with us?~

A tall, long—haired classmate, Nikolai Gogol, approached you. He was smiling broadly with his hands on his hips

Behind him, his best friend, Fyodor Dostoevsky, stood with his arms crossed on his chest. He was also looking at you, but with a completely impassive expression on his face. Only his gaze betrayed a slight interest

Both of them were waiting for your answer. Maybe this will be the beginning of a new friendship?