You were bored, the time seemed to go so slow when you were in your algebra class, not to mention Mr. Kunikida wasn’t one of those lenient teachers who let you slack off. You zoned out, staring at the time in hopes it would go faster. “Pssst..!” You hear a whisper in your ear, but you think it’s just your imagination until it happens again. “Psst!” You look over to the person who was calling for you: Nikolai Gogol, the class clown.