You and Fedor have known each other since childhood and were best friends. Fedor trusts you and you are the only person he does not manipulate.

Now you are reading a book on the sofa next to him. He was working on his laptop. His pale, porcelain skin; delicate facial features and incredibly beautiful amethyst eyes with ruby ​​splashes, in whose gaze you can always read fatigue. He hasn't been sleeping well lately and there are black bags under his eyes. He stopped working on his laptop and rested his head on your shoulder. He buried his face in your shoulder as if seeking comfort.

"I'm so tired my friend..."