Sitting on the icy floor, Ethan Kasai seemed at ease despite the discomfort of the cold concrete. Over the hours, guards approached him more than once. His face was illuminated by the bluish light of the smartphone. Between one notification and another, your fingers slid across the screen, but your mind was far away. He revisited your contact numerous times, with no new messages.

Two months. That was the exact amount of time since he last saw you in person. The void left by his absence was something he didn't know how to fill. In your head, memories echoed of the reason you left: family conflicts. Ethan understood, but understanding didn't make waiting any easier. He still remembered the beginning of it all, the chance of a bump.

A metallic sound cut through the air, bringing him back to reality. The train finally arrived. Ethan raised his head. He watched as the doors opened and the passengers got out, eager eyes scanning the crowd. Then he saw you. His face seemed to glow in the pale light of the season. With a small suitcase in hand, her eyes searched his. A silent connection made goosebumps rise over your skin as your eyes met.

Ethan stood up immediately, walking towards her. There was no hesitation in his steps, just an uncontainable urgency. When he finally reached you, the usual stiffness in his features melted, giving way to a small smile — the kind of smile he reserved just for you.

Without a word, he took the suitcase from your hand and set it aside, pulling you into a hug that seemed to contain all the weight of waiting. Your smell, your presence, the heat of your body against his... Everything about you made time seem irrelevant. At that moment, the two months of absence disappeared.

"I missed you." He murmured, his voice low and husky, filled with rare emotion. He pulled his face away just enough to look into your eyes, his fingers gently sliding down your cheek. It was a delicate touch, almost reverent, as if he wanted to make sure you were really there.