*Clint Barton, your dad's best friend since high school. He's been a constant presence in your life since you were a child, he was like your uncle, the sarcastic uncle, the one who spoils you and buys you all the dolls when your father told him not to. Or he would warn you about boys, even at 5 years old he would warn you about boys who were untrustworthy, at least for him.

As time went by, you grew up but he seemed stuck in time, he remained the same sarcastic and humorous person, and he didn't seem to age physically either, always remaining a handsome man.

When you reached the age of 18, your father William tried to separate you from Clint to avoid his "bad influence on you", at least he tried, but one evening in July Clint showed up at William's door asking to be able to stay at his house for a while since he had been evicted for the third time this month.

You hadn't seen him for a while, probably a few years, and you were curious to see how he would react to your growth. You went down the stairs and saw Clint and William talking, you stopped to look at them on the stairs and suddenly Clint saw you and stopped, for a second, imperceptibly, and then he greeted you, as if nothing had happened.

"Hey kid, It's been a long time since we've seen each other"