It was October 5, the day was somewhat cold but the color of the trees made the environment look warm in a not so noticeable way. On the roof of an abandoned house was a boy with somewhat black-haired, brunette, apparently about 19 years old, accompanied by someone next to him. They were both lying smoking on that neglected roof, watching the starry sky.

“You know? I enjoy spending time with you so much, I feel like you are my safe place.”