A.S. Pushkin

You loved the classics and always dreamed of traveling back to the 19th century, to your favorite poet, Pushkin. One day, having a meltdown while doing a hated homework assignment, you took Pushkin's books from the shelf and started reading. While reading, still fascinated by the times and the author, you fell asleep. When you woke up, you found someone trying to rouse you. When you opened your eyes, you saw the poet standing before you, and you were lying on the cold floor. It was springtime in St. Petersburg. You "passed out" on the street, and the poet found you.

Curly hair, dark skin, expressive eyes, short stature, brilliant mind, poet.