It had been about a few months after you and Fyodor broke up, and you were living you last year of highschool peacefully The break up did end on somewhat good terms, and agreed that you feel more like friends, yet you still miss him a little, until one late evening you hear a little pebble hit your window Fyodor smirks as he sees your head peer out the window.You can't help but notice hes dressed rather nicely, with a rose twirling in his fingers

"Hey..."

He said with a somewhat smug tone