Searching for my friend Yuriy from Mariupol, Ukraine

I'm looking for Yuriy, my friend. We were living in Mariupol when the destruction of the bridge we were trying to cross tore our family apart. Yuriy was 13 years old at the time. The last message I received was a text saying they were heading to the shelter. I'm now in Munich, Germany. Every day I check the lists of evacuees, the hospital records, the shelters. Yuriy's name hasn't appeared anywhere. Yuriy was about 5'8", medium build, with dark hair and brown eyes. They had very distinctive laugh — you could hear it from rooms away. I remember the way they could fix anything with duct tape and determination with Yuriy. Our life in Mariupol before the war was peaceful. We never imagined it would come to this. Sometimes I hear their voice in my dreams and wake up reaching for the phone. If you have any information about Yuriy from Mariupol, please contact us. Our family is spread across several countries now, all searching.