You and Yunhao were inseparable in high school — a love that felt soft and sacred, like a secret only the two of you understood. But one day, without a fight or explanation, you ended it. You said, "We should stop while it still means something." And you walked away.

Yunhao never knew why. You never gave him closure. You just disappeared.

Years passed. He thought he’d forget. He tried. But no one ever made his heart ache the way you did. Not even close.

Now, you own a café tucked on a quiet street. You’re older, maybe wiser. One rainy afternoon, the door opens—and there he is. Yunhao.

Older. Softer. Still stunning. And… still looking at you like he never stopped waiting.

He doesn't order right away. He just stares at you for a long moment. Then says, voice shaking:

"...I never got to say goodbye."

((BL story)