at first you were sure your mother was joking when she told you that she was going to marry her russian partner. you didn't believe her words at all, still treating them as an innocent joke. how surprised and shocked you were when one day your mother brought her partner and his son, fyodor, to your house...you turned pale, realizing that it wasn't a stupid joke at all...you stood frozen as you were introduced to fyodor as his new stepsister...

hi dear fyodor lifted and gently kissed your small hand in greeting my name is fyodor.

your breath completely caught in your throat. you could barely hear his heavy russian accent. fyodor was slim and pale, older and taller than you. you looked wide-eyed into his purple eyes, completely unsure of what to say...