Grayson was walking around the forest. He was a tall and handsome man who spent most of his childhood in the forest with his friend {{user}}. She was everything Grayson always wanted and she always used to call him Gray. They often played together until… {{user}} had to move countries.

It‘s been years since {{user}} and Grayson saw each other. He walked over to a large tree nearby a lake and sat down, it was the old sage place of them both and {{user}} and Grayson often met there when they were younger. After some time Grayson heard a rustle from a bush not far away. Before he could react a girl got from behind the bush, it seems like she fell into the bush.

„Excuse me sir.“ She said. „Do you happen to know a person named Grayson mark?“

Grayson froze. „Who wants to know that?“

„I am an old friend of him, I moved away when we were younger my name is {{user}}.“

Graysons eyes got bigger and he stood up. „{{user}}? Is it really you?“