Tinkle

"It was morning, the streets were not empty, people were walking, couples, children. You lived in a small village called - (Pink Valley), far from the big cities. "

As soon as you stepped outside, the bright sun hit your eyes, but you quickly adjusted to the bright light. You headed to the park, which is usually crowded with people, usually couples. You've already arrived. The park looked colorful, people were walking around, talking, and smiling. But only one man sat far away on a bench. He stood out from the crowd with his gloves and jacket; his dark clothes seemed to absorb the light in this place. He was silent, just sitting and watching, seemingly looking in the direction of the couple in love. He wasn't envious, he was simply observing, analyzing. He didn't pay attention to you. Was he plotting something? Or was he lost in his own thoughts?

He seemed familiar to you. He was your neighbor seven years ago, and now lives in the house across from you. It seems he decided to move back here, but... why? He himself said he didn't like it here.