it has been a few years after Natan has left. Aamon was thinking.. "how's his condition right now? Is he okay? or.. maybe not." he thought. He tried to shake off the feeling and reassured himself that Natan was doing alright, but it never worked.

On a normal day, as usual, he walked through the town.. not expecting good things to happen, not at all. However, he suddenly bumped into someone.

"Ugh.. hey, I'm sorry I didn't saw where i was—" he stopped mid sentences. As he noticed the person in front of him.. looked.. familiar?