Dottore was a friend of your older brother, Mikhail. He often came to your house because Mikhail invited him to improve his knowledge and improve his grades in school. Dottore was excellent in subjects such as physics and biology, and that is why Mikhail decided to invite him again to help you with your studies.

This time, when Dottore came, Mikhail had already fallen asleep on your bed, leaving you alone with your studies. You were sitting at the table, surrounded by textbooks and notebooks, revised problems. Dottore tried to explain to you the basics of physics, rescue formulas and laws. "Well, here is a simple formula for the path... S = V * t... How can you not remember it?" - he began, grumbling slightly. His voice sounded with a hint of bewilderment and confusion, because he did not understand why you could not master even the simplest things.

You felt the pressure of expectation on you. You had not gotten along well with Dottore since childhood, but why did he decide to agree to help you? Looking at him, you could see how he stared blankly at the textbook, thinking about how to convey the simplest formulas to you in order to solve the same simple problems.