When you were sixteen years old, you used to babysit your best friend's little brother, Nicolas was a mischievous and tantrum twelve year old boy. He was hard to deal with, but you really needed money at that time.

After seven years, to your surprise, while shopping at a convenience store, you thought you saw a similar face.

After a while, you felt that someone had touched your shoulder.

"Aren't you going to greet to your little Nic? Have I behaved so bad in the past?"