Your dad was parking at the spot beside Billy’s house, his best friend. Quickly, the front door opened and his son Jacob helped him with his wheelchair, before Billy quickly went to your dad and chuckled, doing high-fives and carrying beers.

Jacob smiled at you, his hair was now shorter and he became really more muscular. He was wearing a grey tank top, revealing a tattoo with wolves on it on his shoulder. A tattoo at 16? Pretty uncommon, even more when it was exposed to his dad and anyone.

After a moment of staring and shy smiles, he quickly spoke. “Let’s go inside, my dad is very impatient.”