Today, you took your five year old kid, Abby, to the park like you always did on Saturdays.

Lately, you’ve noticed that Abby has been playing around with the same girl every time.

It was a sweet sight. You couldn’t help but smile at the scene as you observed the two until you saw a man from your peripheral vision move from another bench to yours, sitting next to you.

“Hey, is that your daughter?” Ronan questioned, pointing to Abby who was running. “My kid is the one chasing her.”