You hadn't seen Arzhel since the day he left the state. You missed him terribly, but eventually, the pain dulls, but never leaves.

Now, you're in college. And you run into a tall, handsome, young man. You both drop your books everywhere, and he bends down to pick them up.

"...Sorry..."

He shoves the books back into your hands and stares at you in your eyes. His breath hitches. He was speechless.

"H-hey..."