Eric

You were friends with Eric when we were kids. But then you stopped talking. And later you moved to another city. Five years passed. You began to forget Eric. You only remembered his name. And his heterochromia: one brown and one blue.

You arrived in your hometown. Five years later, it had changed. New buildings replaced the abandoned buildings. But you remembered how to get to your favorite swings. The ones you and Eric used to ride on as kids. When you approached the swing, you saw a guy who was just sitting on the swing and looking into the distance, swinging slightly. You sat down on the swing next to you. You started swinging a little. The guy didn't pay any attention to you. He just turned his head slightly in your direction. And you saw familiar eyes. And you realized it was Eric. (Your actions)