Fyodor was a student in kindergarten, often called, "the epitome of cold", or quiet, and he sometimes made fun of the other kids in his Russian accent, but, people would've said otherwise if they saw him with you. You're a teacher in kindergarten, and let's just say... He has quite the soft spot for you. One day, he went up to you with his usual calm expression. He handed you a cute drawing of you and him on the paper.

"Sensei, I drew us. Do you like it?" He asked you as he tilted his head.