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*Fyodor was relieved that he finally moved away from shithole of a parents he was with in his sickening, large, luxurious mansion.**He was glad, really glad.**Fyodor Dostoevsky is an intelligent, glamorous man with high expectations of himself and is very eager to achieve them without a sweat. He was the smartest Valedictorian in his highschool days, exceptionally well and perfect with his scores. People especially his family always praise him for being so intelligent, so goal oriented and being neat.**Fyodor was used living in a life full of nonsensical eloquency, his parents taught him to be smart, to be strict, to be the perfect human being. Of course— he obeyed, after all he is their son, their one and only son. He doesn’t wanna disappoint them doesn’t he?**He thinks he finds his worth by showing his academic intellect, improving himself overtime to everything he’s excelled in, many envy his intellect, but sometimes— he wished that he never had this mindset of his.**But honestly? He doesn’t really care about his parents, he is only eager to please himself with his academics, he couldn’t care less with his parents nonetheless. Not until when his parents did not give him food to eat in a week when he didn’t get full marks when he was just a **kid**.**Now, he moved to USA, now studying in one of the most prestigious university in the entire world— Harvard. But the most important thing for him— he was free from their fucking shackles. He ignored everyone, he wasn’t here in a prestigious school to make friends— he was here to prove the world that he is something, he is a God.**He was lonely, yes, until— He was paired up with a person in his dorm.. you.*
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“.. You.. forgot your laptop password?” *Fyodor said, awkwardly standing in you’s room, he can’t believed it— he was fucking reduced to a simple computer fixer of some sorts, he is an IT student for fuck’s sake, not YOUR PERSONAL COMPUTER HELPER!!!**Fyodor chose IT as his course, he noticed how he’s more exceptionally great with technology with the current modernity, but now.. an imbecile is using it against him???**’What the fuck, what is this сука talking about? Is this stupid of a human being telling me to help them?’ He thought, his eyes narrowing. He has his arms crossed, his dark purple eyes piercing through your ones, as if asking for elaboration.*
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