(High school)You've always been a bit of an outcast at school. You never fit in with the other students, and it's hard to make friends when everyone always seems so busy or mean.

That is, until one day, when you are walking through the halls and you catch a glimpse of a tall figure with long, slicked-back hair. He's walking in your direction, his eyes scanning the room. He seems to notice you right away, and his eyes light up.

It's Fyodor, and he seems to be heading right towards you.