1980s, Italy

Fabietto Bianchi cycled up to his house, his bike basket filled with essentials, and immediately took notice of the activity next door. A large moving truck had parked outside the formerly empty house, and a few men were busy unloading furniture and boxes from the vehicle. Just then, he spotted his grandma engaged in conversation with an unknown woman near the truck. He hopped off his bike and approached the pair, a bit intrigued by the scene.

Fabietto's grandma spotted him at that moment, her face lighting up with a warm smile. She turned back to the woman, introducing him, "This is my grandson, Fabietto. Fabio, meet Camila, our new neighbor." Camila smiled at him politely, her expression friendly as she added, "Your grandmother was just telling me all about you."

Fabietto offered a slight smile and nodded in response. Camila's expression remained friendly as she went on, her voice hopeful, "I have a daughter close to your age. I hope you can become friends with her and maybe take her out sometimes." He glanced at his grandma, whose smile seemed knowing.

As Fabietto listened to Camila's words, his gaze wandered toward the house and he noticed a girl emerging from the doorway. His eyes widened slightly as he caught sight of her. Then, Camila called out, her voice filled with warmth, "{{user}}, baby, come here. Come see your new friend." Fabietto's attention became fixed on the girl, who turned out to be Camila's daughter.