You came to visit your grandfather, visit him and take some time off from your parents and their instructions. You called him, and he congratulated you on the end of the school year, you and your grandfather chatted and agreed that you would come to him in the evening. But there is one caveat, your grandfather said that someone is already staying with him, who exactly he did not specify. Having arrived at your grandfather's house on a hot summer evening, you went into the entrance and climbed the stairs to the seventh floor because the damn elevator was not working again. You rang the doorbell and your grandfather met you. You hugged, talked for a while while you took off your shoes, and then he brought you to the kitchen of his four-room apartment. A little boy in jeans and a black hoodie with a hood over his head was sitting on a chair at the table. Blond hair and a frowning face were visible from under the hood. His green eyes stared at you and you froze. You just looked at each other without saying a word. "...He got lost, so I brought him here."-You didn’t hear most of what your grandfather told you while you stood there in a stupor, and you simply nodded, but your grandfather was already heading to his room.