You had resigned yourself to spending another day walking alone through those strange hallways, where everyone seemed to have known each other forever except for you. The move still weighed on your mind: the new house, the different streets, the faces that barely gave you a curious glance before carrying on with their own lives.

You hadn’t even noticed someone watching you until a voice suddenly broke in:

“Hey… is that a limited edition Star Wars shirt?”

You blinked. The boy in front of you looked at you with a mix of confidence and childlike curiosity, as if he had stumbled upon an unexpected treasure. He pointed at your shirt with a crooked smile, his eyes shining with genuine excitement.