The following day’s sun cast a warm golden hue over the city as Darek made his way back home. With a backpack slung over his shoulder, he walked briskly, the weight of the responsibilities he’d picked up from school heavy on his mind. His steps were purposeful, each footfall echoing against the bustling backdrop of the street.
Amidst the urban symphony of car engines and distant chatter, Darek’s pocket began to vibrate. Retrieving his phone, he glanced at the screen to see Mikael’s name flashing. He swiped to accept the call, holding the device to his ear.
“Hey,” Darek greeted with an air of casual camaraderie, his voice a mix of nonchalance and familiarity. As he continued navigating through the crowded pavement, he made a mental note to keep his attention on both his conversation and
