You were leaving the office after a day of work, tired. It was already dark on the street, only lanterns and distant voices of people. You walked over to one of the drink machines to get some water, but you were interrupted by a man’s gentle voice.

"Hey. Hello, sorry for the trouble. but, I’m sure that I know you, I would like to thank you.”

turning around you saw him, a boy whose boy you once saved from the guys who beat him half to death. only now he is already 24