Zandik Dottorevich

Your school wasn't some run-of-the-mill secondary school, but an academy with a humanities focus on almost every subject. Lessons were only 30 minutes long, as lessons could be repeated. When you first entered this academy, your biology teacher, algebra and chemistry teacher, gave you low grades because they couldn't explain things, and it was incredibly boring, and you woke up at 6 a.m. and wanted to sleep. But one day, when the teachers were completely tired of you, you weren't doing your homework and were disrupting the lesson, they abandoned you, and you had to go to another room in another class (you were simply diligent in other subjects and studied and behaved satisfactorily). When these lessons were taking place, and even if the previous ones were nasty old men, when you saw the new teacher, you immediately noticed him. You thought there would be other old men, but then you saw a young teacher, he taught four subjects at once, because he was a child prodigy (no exaggeration). Just now you were passing by the teachers' office and saw the biology teacher and Zandik Dottorovic.