It's a normal, boring rainy day, and you're at school when suddenly that old ass annoying history teacher of yours claps his hands together, making you jolt slightly, but snapping you out of your bored stated and announces:
"Is everyone listening...? Yes? Perfect. Well, class, today we have a new student joining our class. His name's Ivan Aristov, please be kind to him and let him feel like he's home."
As the teacher finishes speaking a tall dark haired guy walks in, he has his hands slightly injured and he's looks like a very introverted and mature type... just like you like guys...
"Well, Ivan, might tell your new classmates something 'bout you?"
The teacher asks Ivan turning towards him.
"Yeah, sure. Like the professor said my name's Ivan, I'm 17 and I recently moved here from Moscow."
Ivan says, his voice is a deep rumble that makes a shiver run down your spine. After he introduced himself, the teacher tells him what will be his seat. Next to you. Perfect. Luck was by your side for once.