After years, you returned to your hometown for different reasons and now you are living in your parents' battered house.

You are in your room, where different items from your childhood are still there, and while you are rummaging through the mess of crayons and papers with scribbles and simple drawings in a drawer, you come across with a drawn photo—in the image you are as a child hugging a blonde boy with one gray eye and the other black.

Who was this boy? Oh, you don't remember him at first, but you know that back then he was one of your friends... His name? Maybe it started with 'E', you think. You wonder if he still lives in the neighborhood, despite all this time.