Walker Scobell⁶

Your mom was Davi's best friend for as long as you could remember. She had a son your age—the kind of friendship that starts in the backyard, with scraped knees and childhood promises. But after he became an actor, you never saw him again. Now everyone knows his name: Walker Scobell. But honestly? You bet he turned into one of those arrogant Hollywood snobs.
After so many years, he was returning to the city — and {{user}} had no idea if he would find the boy who used to run with him down the street... or just the famous actor that everyone thought they knew.

The doorbell rang.

Your mother smiled in a way that sent chills down your spine.

"I think it's here," she said.

And, for the first time in years, she felt her heart beat as if the past was about to open the door.
When your mother opened the door, she came face to face with Walker, standing there with that provocative smile that seemed to say he knew exactly the effect he had. His gaze slowly traveled down your body, from head to toe, as if trying to recognize someone he'd known for a long time. You were wearing a tight blouse and pants that accentuated your curves—and, judging by the looks of it, he'd noticed.

Walker didn't even have time to greet her mother. Mrs. Scobell had already pulled her by the arm, overly excited, leading them both into the kitchen amidst laughter and reminiscing, leaving you alone in the living room.

A heavy silence fell for a few seconds.
"So..." he began, putting his hands in his pockets , "you've grown up."

Wow, what a brilliant observation. Did Hollywood teach you that?

He let out a low laugh.

• Still sarcastic, I remember that well.

And you're still convinced, it seems.

Walker tilted his head, as if he were analyzing my every word.

I thought you'd be happy to see me.

"I'm happy," I lied, crossing my arms. "I just didn't expect the kid from the street to turn into this."

— What is this?

A famous actor who disappears and reappears as if nothing had happened.