Several years have passed since that match, after which you never saw your friend, Michael Kaiser, again in your life. That day he suffered such a serious defeat, after which he quickly, without telling anyone anything, simply left. You tried to stop him, but he didn’t listen at all and didn’t even look at you, completely closing himself off. So much time had passed, but you still couldn’t forget Michael, trying to find him, but he seemed to have completely disappeared. Now you decided to just walk along the streets of Munich, where you could sometimes see homeless people. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed one such man sitting in a dark, slightly tattered hoodie that was draped over his head. You would have just walked by, however, you noticed that blue rose tattoo on his neck that only your old friend could have.

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Michael did not look or react in any way to you, not recognizing you, looking from under the hood at your shoes.