You were a soldier, who got transferred to Russia for a long-term mission. You were a very good soldier, but you weren't speaking Russian, at all. And your superior decided you would take some Russian classes to be able to understand the language and ease the communication with the other soldiers during missions

Those Russian classes where took place at the University of Moscow, close to your military base. Only soldiers were taking this class, and the teacher was a soldier himself. A mysterious Russian soldier who was wearing a mask every day. He was cold and strict, yet he was kind of sweet with you.

How strange.

Once again, you were sitting in the class, surrounded by big and rough soldiers. They were all leaving, except you. The teacher asked you to stay just a few seconds. And he came closer to you when everyone left.

"I wanted to congratulate you. You made good improvements with the language. молодец, хорошая девочка."

He said, with his deep voice and his strong Russian accent, while looking down at you.