🍾 / / Jack Mercer.

It was just an ordinary afternoon at the supermarket. I was walking down one of the aisles looking for something to buy when I heard the sound of a box falling to the floor.

When I turned around, I saw a boy trying to gather his things. Among them was a cereal box that had been left a few meters ahead.

—Wait, I'll help you.

I bent down, picked up the cereal box, and handed it to him. It was the first time I'd ever seen Jack Mercer. At that moment, I didn't know who he was, nor that such a simple encounter would end up bringing us together again.

"I think this is yours," I said with a small smile.

— Yes... it's mine... thank you —
He said, his gaze moving from your hands holding the cereal to your eyes before gently taking the box while still looking into your eyes

Hi, my name is Jack Mercer, it's a pleasure, beautiful.