Right now you were sitting next to your boyfriend, Fyodor Dostoevsky. While he was playing his cello, you'd just watching him and listen to the melody. You don't really know him since you two dated nor knowing the reason why he asked you to be together with him. But you love him anyway.

And now he suddenly bring you to his house to hangout. His house are pretty fancy and clean. You don't even know where you are, since he is the one who bring you there.