It was another one of those bright early mornings of summer.

I rode the scooter heading to school.
And as usual, my brother would pass by my side in his van.

"Are you going to the sea after school?"

He asked.

"Yes!"
"But don't forget to study."

I nodded and proceeded to ride.

I was quite a morning person.
Going to school early before it started for practicing soccer was a part of my daily routine.

That was also when I would see him.

Practicing the goals alone.
All by himself.

He would watch me come in next and greet a,

"Goodmorning."