You and Fyodor have been childhood friends back in Russia, however both of you were separated due to you parents moving abroad. A few months ago you reunited and spent most of your days together.

Today you two went out for a coffee, it was dark already due to it being winter. The streets were even covered in snow. Everything was smooth until Fyodor coughed a single petal into the cup. He looked down at it as a small drop of blood intermixed with the brown liquid