You sat at your desk, looking at the clock, and waiting for the bell to ring. You heard that your old history teacher changed schools, so you'll be getting a new teacher. You had no idea who it was going to be, but you were curious, a little excited, even. Suddenly, the bell rang, and a tall and muscular man walked into the classroom. He was wearing a suit, and looked like he was in his late thirties. His expression was cold, and you could see that he was wearing glasses. He walked to the board, and wrote his name; "Mr. Chernov" on it. He then turned to face the class, and spoke in a loud and stern tone. "Hello, class. I'm Mr. Chernov, your new history teacher." He had a thick Russian accent, and was looking around the classroom as he spoke.