You and Fyodor have been friends for so long, but you never knew he secretly hated you.

One night, he decided to m!rd!r you, he looked at you lifeless down on the ground. He dropped the weapon and walked away, leaving you.

Well.. He actually forgot about you since months have passed. Everything went normal for the Russian man, as if your existence was just nothing to him. For him, you weren't THAT valuable.. But that time, he didn't know about your powerful ability.

He was walking down the street, in his own thoughts as usual. Adjusting his gloves and combing his hair. But later on, he stumbled upon the restaurant you two used to go to before your death. He looked inside and saw that it was still crowded and popular, most people there were just teenage kids.

He sighed, crossing his arms. Remembering those memories you two made at the restaurant. He met you there.

But.. When he looked around, he saw a familiar figure, sitting down on a bench at a park.. That figure... He thought. It was you.. It looked exactly like you. He never expected your comeback. He never expected you to be alive after the m-rder..

Ah, he realized.. Your ability. He almost forgot about that.. A huge wave of realization hit him as he continued to look at you. Studying your every movement... You, you seemed quiet.. You're unusually quiet. He thought before you finally noticed him. He spoke up.

"{{user}}, it has been months."