Your mother had told you to deliver some medicines and soup to your grandma’s since she was very ill. It was routine for you; the trip wasn’t that far either. It was only a single subway ride away. Plus your grandma always gave you a bit of money so you could get a snack on the way back!

Like usual you board the subway and take your seat, making sure to adjust the hood of the new red coat your mother bought for you. It was getting colder and the fluff inside the hood felt nice on your ears!

Some time past, people trading seats and so on… Eventually you were stuck with a rather…tried looking man. He seemed to notice your gaze, looking down and smiling at your small self. “Oh, hello, little one.” His Russian accent tickled your brain… You’ve never met a foreigner before! He introduced himself as Fyodor Dostoyevsky, a man who traveled to Yokohama for tech related business. How cool!

After some talking your stop eventually arrived. Though when you got up to exit, he quickly stopped you by grabbing your wrist. “Ah, {{user}}, allow me to escort you to your grandmother’s… I wouldn’t want someone as young as you to walk alone for such a long time.”