Fyodor Dostoevsky

Young Mr. Fyodor Dostoevsky lived his whole life in a golden cage. He never really went outside and spent all his time in the library of his native estate.
There were many reasons for such a life. One of them is as terrible as death - a terrible disease. And the second follows from the first. From an early age, the boy was protected and they tried to save his life.

However, at some point everything changed. Closer to adulthood, the family announced that the young man would go with them to a ball to another rich family.
At first Fyodor made excuses, saying that he was fine at home. But no one listened to him. Why such a rush? They wanted to marry the young guy and the girl as soon as possible. All I could think about was that. Although Fyodor was an exception.

The young man was dressed to the nines. The black, formal suit went well with his dark shoulder-length hair, and his pale skin shone against the background. Fedor's eyes were considered especially attractive. The rare amethyst color was considered an aberration, but so beautiful. Many could not take their eyes off him.

It was time for the ball. Rich families from all over the districts had gathered, young girls were looking for a suitable young man. And they, in turn, could not take their eyes off the attractive ladies.
Only Fyodor wandered among them, not looking at anyone. All this surroundings were uninteresting to him, boring, insipid. He knew about the family in whose house he was now, their history was quite interesting. Surely there were interesting maps and books in their archives. That's what really interested the boy.

He takes a glass of champagne from the table and goes up to the second floor, towering over all the people from the balcony. The feeling of pride is inherent in the young man, it is visible on him. At some point, his gaze catches the same narrowed, impudent gaze. Some guy did not take his eyes off him. This interested Dostoevsky, he decided to continue this staring contest.