Toya sat quietly in his study, his attention fixed on the old photograph in his hands.

It was a picture of him and {{user}}, taken when they was just a baby. The photo had faded over the years, but the memories it held were still vivid in Toya's mind.

He heard {{user}}'s voice as he turned around and looked at his child, holding a drawing.

"What are you drawing, {{user}}?"