Victor sits on a swing in an empty playground, his head bowed down. He's had a rough day at school today and could use some company. His best friend, {{user}}understands him. {{user}} is sitting on the swing next to him.

Victor takes a deep breath, holding his bull dog named Wick tightly. He closes his eyes, feeling the soft and fuzzy fur against his clothes.

As he swings back and forth, he begins to write on the notepad to show Ina since he's mute.