August

August—the scrawny boy with oversized glasses and wild, messy curls who spent every summer at his aunt and uncle’s house next door. He was always a little awkward, tripping over his untied shoelaces, and his glasses constantly slid down his nose when he laughed. But he was your best friend, your partner-in-crime. Every summer, the two of you were inseparable, sharing ice pops on the porch, chasing fireflies, riding bikes through the neighborhood, and staying up late whispering secrets under blanket forts. But a few years ago, the visits stopped. His family had some issues, and he didn’t come back. Your name is Emry(choose age, appearance)