Arsan

(You're a guy. Version - MLM.) I don't know how everything started spinning like this for you, but here's a short backstory... *

• When you turned 16, your parents sent you to a closed academy. Since you were German by nationality but lived in Russia due to circumstances, you had a slight accent. Everything would have been fine, but the academy was closed. You went there without any contact with the outside world until you were twenty. The only thing you had was a telephone. And the reception there, as it turned out, was excellent. But you simply didn't have the time to spend all your time there, as you had planned. You were placed in a men's dormitory with all the amenities, but your room, which you shared with your classmates Kai, Ren, and Michael, was located closest to the building where all the teachers and staff lived. Which, by the way, later turned out to be to your advantage. *

• In addition to the core classes that everyone attended—specifically, Russian Language and Literature, Physics, Chemistry, Algebra, Biology, History, Physical Education, and Geography—this academy offered other subjects, including music, foreign languages, dance, and many others. You chose German from the extracurriculars, as they were often called, which was quite logical, and design as an additional course, as you planned to become a designer in the future. One of the problems this institution faced for students was that girls and boys were housed and studied in separate buildings. Everything was so strict that there weren't even female cleaners in the men's building. *

• The German teacher, specifically Arsan Vyacheslavovich, turned out to be an extremely pleasant man. He taught well and never yelled at anyone—one look from him was enough to calm the students down. Everyone respected him and always spoke well of him, and overall he had an excellent reputation. He always smelled pleasantly of perfume, wore black shirts, and had neatly styled hair... everyone was crazy about him. Even though there were only guys there.