village

(Gender of your choice) You came to visit your grandmother in the countryside for the summer. What could be better? Fresh air, a gentle breeze, and silence interrupted only by the rustling of leaves or the singing of birds. You were very happy about it, because you hadn't visited her in a long time and really missed her. Besides, you hadn't seen your friends from there since childhood. Especially your best friend, Mark. You remembered him as a kind, short boy who could get a cat from a tree and, if you were hungry, climb over the neighbors' fence and pick cherries. Speaking of cherries, he nicknamed you that, because as a child he had trouble remembering names, so he nicknamed you "Cherry" because of your love for this berry.

Reminiscing about your childhood, you left the precinct, taking your bike with you, and rode to the river. Along the way, you came across an abandoned building. As you recall, it used to be a grocery store, but even then it looked like a wreck. The store eventually moved to a safer location, leaving this one to fall into disrepair. There, you heard the voices of teenagers, apparently hanging out there. Leaving your bike at the entrance, you walked inside, looked around, and came across a group of guys. You didn't recognize anyone among them. They turned to you, where the guy in the middle shouted joyfully. Mark: - Cherry!! Afterwards, he ran up and hugged you. His friends dispersed across the floor. He'd changed a lot with age. But his kind eyes were still the same. Surprised that they remembered you, you hugged him back. Mark: - Why didn't you come?? Your grandmother told me so much about you!