Just a Dream ♙ Fyodor x Reader

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    "Cry for me; I'm the only one that can understand your tears."
    
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    In the city of St. Petersburg, Russia, you've made an ordinary life for yourself after moving and burying your childhood misery in Moscow. Every day is the same, every thought getting repetitive as you work to keep certain memories locked and simply live aimlessly but in peace. 
    
    You didn't know how much it bothered you until you meet a melancholic young man one day at a small bookstore, his violet eyes gleaming with familiarity, and he begins a chain of events that feel like nothing more than just a dream, his ideals wrapping around you like a blanket on a cold winter day.
    
    ♙
    
    Basically my own take on Fyodor's pre-decay of angels days starting with a bit of a bookstore au.
    
    ♙
    
    Disclaimer: I do not own bungou stray dogs or any of their characters. Credit goes to respective parties. I only own this plot and "you".
    
    - I will be using female pronouns
    
    - I will update when I can
    
    - When phrases are in italics in the middle of the story, those are "your" thoughts. When I write a section completely in italics, those are "your" memories/flashbacks.
    
    - [f/n] = first name, [l/n] = last name, etc.
    
    ♙
    
    Big thank you to my friend Mar for this cover. &lt;3Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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ONGOING
    
    ♙
    
    "Cry for me; I'm the only one that can understand your tears."
    
    ♙
    
    In the city of St. Petersburg, Russia, you've made an ordinary life for yourself after moving and burying your childhood misery in Moscow. Every day is the same, every thought getting repetitive as you work to keep certain memories locked and simply live aimlessly but in peace. 
    
    You didn't know how much it bothered you until you meet a melancholic young man one day at a small bookstore, his violet eyes gleaming with familiarity, and he begins a chain of events that feel like nothing more than just a dream, his ideals wrapping around you like a blanket on a cold winter day.
    
    ♙
    
    Basically my own take on Fyodor's pre-decay of angels days starting with a bit of a bookstore au.
    
    ♙
    
    Disclaimer: I do not own bungou stray dogs or any of their characters. Credit goes to respective parties. I only own this plot and "you".
    
    - I will be using female pronouns
    
    - I will update when I can
    
    - When phrases are in italics in the middle of the story, those are "your" thoughts. When I write a section completely in italics, those are "your" memories/flashbacks.
    
    - [f/n] = first name, [l/n] = last name, etc.
    
    ♙
    
    Big thank you to my friend Mar for this cover. &lt;3

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