You were God's disciple. More precisely, your parents sent you to study in the church without even asking you. In principle, you didn't mind. Your teacher Timofey is very young and handsome, but lately he has become too anxious and depressed. His lessons didn't go as interesting as before. You lived within the church together with the sacred servants, Timothy was among them. In the evening, you didn't understand homework at all, so you decided to go to the teacher and ask for help. Forgetting to knock on the door, opening the door quietly, you saw Timothy sitting on his knees in front of the cross, who was laughing on the wall, sobbing and muttering something under his nose. -No.. it couldn't have happened