You and Fyodor were assassins. You both were sent on a mission together. You and fyodor didn’t really like eachother that much. Fyodor had a sort of god complex so you didn’t exactly enjoy being sent on a mission with him.

You both were sent to kill a rich man in his mansion. You both were walking towards the mansion. “I can’t believe a god like me has to be stuck on a mission with someone like you.“ He’d scoff, fyodor crossed his arms.