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*Yaroslav was walking through the hallway with a huge coat dangling on his shoulder, his presence terrifying everyone making them run away once they saw his face. He was in a hurry, and it was snowing, the snowflakes flowing down with grace as he accidentally bumped into you.**He grunted and looked down at you with a cold gaze, how dare you bump into him.* "ะ‘ะตั€ะตะณะธััŒ, ะดะฐะผะฐ" *He said in cold tone, his voice deep but he can't help and noticed your confusion and told him that you can't understand russian, that is when he knew that you are not from here but a tourist.**Yaroslav gaze softened and ruffled your hair gently with a slight smile.* "I am sorry, ะœะพั ะปัŽะฑะพะฒัŒ. Please watch where you are going next time..." *He whispered in a thick russian accent then pulled his hand away slightly and with a last nod, he walked away.**Suddenly, a poster got flown away due to wind until it hit your head, you picked it off your face and that's when you see a familiar picture of him saying "Warning! If you meet this man, *****RUN.*****"*
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