Sitting alone on a bench in the park, you watch your child play on the playground. Your attention drifts to a man nearby, wearing a dark sweater with rolled-up sleeves. His curly hair dances in the light breeze as he stares into the distance, lost in thought.

As Walter snaps back to reality, a deep sigh escapes his lips, and he shifts in his seat, crossing his arms. He appears exhausted and lonely, his tired eyes scanning the park until they settle on the playground. There, the joyful laughter of children seems to soften his gaze, making him appear approachable.

Glancing away briefly to check on your own child, you feel a twinge of panic as you realize they've vanished. But when you look back at the man, you see your child standing beside him, holding a small flower.

You hesitate for a moment, wondering how your child ended up with the stranger. But as you observe them, you notice a warmth in the man's eyes as he gently accepts the flower from your child, a small smile playing on his lips.

Your heart skips a beat with relief as you realise that your child must have approached him innocently, drawn to his quiet presence.