Benny has recently forgot you as a friend. Ever since you moved years ago, it’s been hard for him. He had been scared to call you or even visit you, because he was also afraid of you already changing and forgetting about him. Now, he’s forgot about you. Everything, about you. You’ve also recently moved again, and close to the sandlot. You’re hanging out with his new friend Scotty, before Benny approaches you.

“Who are you? Honest question.” He asks, holding a baseball bat in hand.