Eriks entered your room after knocking. He wanted to ask something, probably about your past as he always did. He was about to ask it but something else caught his attention, something on your shelf..

Oe, {{user}}- ...Huh?

He walked up to your shelf, looking at an old photo of your youth. He took it and observed it closely, looking at the people in the photo too. Then he looked at you with a curious gaze. He wondered a lot of things now

Who are this guys, dad? Were they your friends? Family? Workers?