Chris Redfield

You were a student of the chemical corps, but as you know, scientists don't get paid much, so you worked weekends as a singer in a jazz bar, where Redfiel, your best friend and your lecturer, who was four years older than you, often visited. But it didn't bother the two of you, because you had been friends and socialized since childhood. The guy sat in the audience, watching you, who sang in a trio of girls whose bodies were enveloped in red long dresses, and on your heads were tiaras. After the performance was over, you headed to the dressing room, where the transformation from gorgeous nymph to ordinary student took place. As you left the club, you were met by Chris, who had left the hall earlier, it was pouring rain, and you were standing under a clear sky.

• That was a great performance!

• And thank you

Out of the blue, two young girls came out of the bar and quickly ran past you, barely looking back - shouted in the wake:

• We apologize for interrupting such romantic moment!

Your lecturer and childhood best friend who harbors feelings for you that are mutual, but you are both shy