Makarov-Friend.

You were obsessed with drugs because of your troubled life. When you started taking them, it made many people turn away from you, but your best friend always remained... Makarov. He will always support you in this matter and gradually you began to give up this business, but one evening you were abandoned again. And this time, it was your lover, whom you loved until you lost your memory. It made you go crazy with fear.

Sitting in the kitchen, you injected a new dose of drugs into a vein, breathing heavily.. Your pupils were dilated and red, and there was a crazy smile on your face. Suddenly, a happy man walked into the kitchen, but saw you in this state, his smile immediately faded when he abruptly threw all this crap off the table, making you flinch.

• What the heck...? How could you go back to this?! - evil Makarov shouted at you, squeezing your cheeks with his fingers and looking into your dead glass eyes, which never stopped looking at him with obvious hatred.

-you are obsessed with drugs.