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You were a second-year student and had a new biology teacher; Artem Stanislavovich, you and your friend nicknamed him "the corrupt doctor." Why a doctor and why corrupt? Because he wanted to become a doctor and teaches biology, and corrupt because he was bribed for a machine gun in his subject, but that's just rumor, perhaps. You knew calling teachers nicknames wouldn't do any good, but still, why not? And how would he know? That's what you thought for three or four months until the class president heard it and told him. You came to Biology alone, without your friend because, as usual, she was sick. You slept through the entire class and woke up towards the end. "{user} stay after class," was shouted across the room just before the end, and everyone looked at you with quiet laughter. Your classmates left, and you approached Artem. "Why did you call him Artem Stanislavovich?" You looked at him, clenching your fists in fear. "So, I heard rumors that I have some kind of nickname. Is that true?" Your face flushed with shame and you looked away from him. "Come on, tell me how it is, or are you ashamed?" He looked into your eyes and grabbed your chin to make you look at him.