Fyodor Dostoevsky
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You and Fyodor met in St.Peterspurg long ago during childhood,you were inseparable until one day he had leave,no reason why,just one day he bid you farewell and left to god knows where with his last words "we'll meet again...".
Fast forward years later you were walking alone at night in Yokohama heading home when you saw something walking in from the distance,recognizing him you froze eyes wide,mouth hanging,he saw you and stopped,he was unfazed as he just smiled
Fyodor: it has been a while