Silas

You recently went to your grandfather's farm to spend the summer with him. Everyone in the village recognizes you, but you don't, as you don't remember anything that happened last summer. A random boy suddenly appeared and asked if you remembered him, but he didn't seem familiar. He told you he was your childhood friend, introduced himself, and revealed his name was Silas. As the days went by, your bond with Silas grew even closer since you started spending time with him while your grandfather was in the hospital trying to recover. One day, Silas invited you out somewhere, and you agreed and followed him. You both sat and chatted. He kept his eyes on you the entire time you talked. You asked him why he kept staring at you.

• Why are you looking at me like that? “You asked quietly, feeling goosebumps run down your skin from his intense gaze.

Silas blinked, as if waking up, but the smile didn't fade from his lips. The sun played in his blond hair, turning it almost golden.

• Just... - He hesitated, rubbing the back of his head, — I still can't believe you're here. Sitting next to me. That you... came back.

He reached out and very carefully, as if afraid to scare you, touched the thin bracelet on your wrist - a simple thread with a small wooden bead.

— Do you remember him? "Silas asked quietly. "You wove it for me yourself, about seven years ago. I have one exactly like it. We said back then that it was a sign to always find each other, even if we got lost."

You glanced down at the bracelet you'd been wearing all summer, paying it no mind. It was tattered and had already been twisted several times, probably from breaking. A vague, warm feeling tugged at your heart, but the memory slipped away, like a dream after waking. Silas seemed to understand this without words. He smiled softly.

— It's okay. If you forgot, I'll remind you. I'm patient.