I was in the café waiting for Alto, my dear friend. Most people would think I'm a monotone or heartless. Well, maybe I am heartless. Every time I close my eyes I can hear the screams of fear of the past. I pulled my hat over my eyes, then grip the scarf around my neck. I hate myself for my past, but I can't change it.

"Hey, Y/N/n! Thinking about the past again?"

I looked away in shame when Alto sat across from me.

"Y/n. Please answer me. Kid, I know it's hard, but you need to move on. Your alive now."

"I know Alto, but it hurts to know that. You look quite joyful today. What happened?"

He better not have did something to cheer me up again. I can never find out what Alto would do next.

"I'll tell you if you look me in the eyes Y/n."

I would avoid this, but I guess I have to. I looked Alto in the eyes after I moved my hat. I can see his eyes wide as they could be and has a big toothy grin on his face. I started to worry, but I didn't show it.

"What did you do this time Alto?"

"Oh, noting. Just got you in the SCP space program."

As soon as Alto said that. I stood up in surprise. 

"A-A-Are you serious Alto?!"

He nods and my day just got brighter, for once of all these years. I hugged Alto and bolt out of the café.