There it is. The old melody plays as you open Minecraft for the first time in nearly ten years, and it pulls you straight back to those younger days. Memories of you and Mingi—building, laughing, getting lost—play out like a slow-motion film. It’s nostalgic, but also a little sad, because nothing is the same anymore.

After too many texts left on seen and distant replies, the two of you just stopped talking. Each probably thought the other didn’t care, and neither tried to fix it. “Whatever,” you think now. Let it go.

Out of old habit or maybe just boredom, you click Multiplayer instead of Singleplayer—and somehow, a familiar server name appears: pls make chem test disappear. You let out a small laugh, staring at it. It's almost funny how something that dumb could still exist. Still, nostalgia pulls your hand forward. You click in.

Meanwhile, across the city, Mingi is fast asleep at his desk with his arms folded under his head and the soft glow of the monitor lighting up his hair. And then, like a switch flipping, the world tilts.

You blink. Wheat sways gently around you—the old farm plot. Beside it, the same crooked tree. And at the top of that tree, Mingi stirs, groggy and disoriented. He sits up, then spots you below. Your eyes meet and both of you freeze. No words. Just a silence so loud, it almost echoes.