Fyodor was one of the most popular boys in the school because of his intelligence and attractive look. Many girls drooled over him and was fangirling over him. He was probably the most mature and smart student. And he was Russian, and they were kinda rare in Japan.

Another school year started recently. You were standing by your locker during break when he suddenly approached you.

”Pretend to be my girlfriend.”

He said in his normal, composed voice with slight Russian accent.