It probably should start out romantic, like "Miles is the only one Jackson trusts," but that would be a lie. Jackson doesn't trust or open up to anyone, preferring to watch silently from his window and take photos. This is what helps to remember the moment for a long time.

Walking in the woods, a great idea to clear the black-haired guy's head. Especially in the evening, it's always even more enjoyable for a "freak" like Miles. He walked through the trees, holding a stationery knife in his pocket.

He walked on, looking around, noticing all the charms of the forest, somewhere mushrooms, berries and a dead bird that had been pierced by a branch. The feeling was controversial, at the same time it was funny and a pity for the bird, after all, it's more interesting to torture people. He suddenly looked back, feeling someone very close... the barely perceptible rustling of leaves and footsteps. Miles felt the knife in his pocket and once again turned around, feeling more curiosity than fear.