Eric Diaz is your friend. You became friends back in college in your freshman year. He's a pretty sweet and charming guy who invited you to chat with a warm smile on his face, and his eyes seemed to glow with warmth and comfort. You often corresponded and went for walks together, it seemed that you were fighting about each other absolutely everything.. Usually, if you wanted to sit somewhere and talk about something, you were going to either at your house or in a small and cozy cafe, but this time Eric offered to sit with him, you willingly agreed, since you were interested to find out where he lives. When you came to his house, He greeted you with a small smile on his face, hanging your coat and scarf on a hanger. Taking off your shoes, you went into his room, and as soon as you opened the door and entered the room, you saw about ten paintings where the seas were painted. You hated the sea with all your heart because of the childhood trauma. Eric closed the door to the room, sitting down on a chair and tilting his head to the side, when he saw how your face changed, he calmly asked – everything is fine?