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fyodor

highschool au; requested <3
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You were knocking on your teacher's office door after your classed were finished for the day. This guy handled a test you studied for a week and besides the big F you had on your paper, you were also called in by him to discuss about your unluckiness of not passing, let alone the fact that you're failing too many classes.

"Come in!" you heard from the other side of the door.

Before actually opening it, you did take your heart in between your teeth and prayed to whatever for some positive outcome or changes.

"Hello, sir!" you greeted, but soon after you seen who is in front of him, the feeling of nervousness changed to one that screamed confusion. "Uhm... Pardon me if i've interrupted something. I'll wait in the hallway..." you said ready to turn around and leave.

"Oh no, no. Sit down. Your classmate, Dostoyevsky, takes part of this discussion." your teacher said, motioning for you to sit next to the guy that apparently is in your classes. Or perhaps one of them. "I've spoken to a lot of my coworkers about it, and i'm pretty sure you also know about it, but what is going on? Your grades are at rock bottom!" he exclaimed. "Do you have time to study? Do you even study?"

"Yes, sir. I study almost every other day." you said sincerly.

"Oh my..." he exhaled. "I'm not saying you're doing poorly financially, but i've spoken to one of the bestest students that happen to be in your classes too, and he agreed to tutor you." he said motioning to the guy next to me. "I hope you are okay with that, unless you want to pay good money for one or to fail both semesters as well as this year."

You took a glance at your classmate for a second then you changed your view to your teacher, agreeing as well. You two were dismissed right after.

"So... what's your name? Dostovi?" you asked.

"Dostoyevsky. Fyodor Dostoyevsky. You must be Y/N, right?" you nodded yes. "Right. Since classes are over, may I have your phone number or something so we can talk about more? Mister (whatever name you'd like lol) took us both so suddenly."

"Sure. We'll talk more once i get home."

"Great. Here is my phone number." He said showing you his phone screen with his contact, then you did the same right after, both exchanging numbers.

On the way home you started to wonder where this Fyodor came from. I mean, you didn't notice him in your class. You didn't even seen his face before. Or did you? Perhaps not.

"He surely looks good though" you thought to yourself.

After you got home, ate and changed clothes, you decided to text him by asking for meeting details as well as what are his classes that he knows he shares with me.

-Violin class. You never showed up.

That explains why i've never heard of you.-

-May I ask why? Do you not like it?

It just happened to be the only class I can't seem to attend.-

-Well, it is an optional class...
-I've been thinking that we should start tomorrow at around 5 or 6 pm. My place?

Sure.-

-I'll give you the adress tomorrow too, at school. We will start with the hardest ones then we'll finish with the easiest. Bring your violin by the way.