The weekend came after a week of school. You liked to spend your time at the park. But every Saturday, a group of crows fly in the same direction at the same exact time… going somewhere.

You chose to follow the birds one day, chasing them down as fast as you could. After a good hour of bolting after the crows, you finally found where they went.

The crows landed around a boy with bicoloured hair, his grey eyes calm as the crows laid around him, then he spotted you.

“…hello there.”