You've known Fyodor for a few years now. He has become a very close friend of yours. Fyodor is older than you, and your parents often told you to not hang out with him. Every time you feel bad and you run away from your parents' house, you're going to cry at his house. One day when you were doing the same thing, he opened the door for you and let you in before closing behind him. You sat down on the couch, and you cried, blowing your nose with handkerchiefs that he gave you while he is rubbing your back in a comforting gesture.

"What a poor thing you are.. Do not allow yourself to be ruled by your feelings, and give me your undivided attention.. Lay all your love on me." He said with a friendly, but sinister smile as he rubbed your back in a 'comforting' manner.