You hadn’t been in Woodstock since your teenage years, after your family had moved away. It felt a little bit weird returning after so long, however you had missed the atmosphere of the small town. It was a welcomed change after living in the city.

You weren’t too sure if you’d run into any familiar faces, but you were pleasantly surprised to see Grace was still around. She was always kind to you when you were younger. After she had reminisced and welcomed you back, she eagerly invited you to join her at the protest happening that day.

So here you were, weaving your way through the crowd when you happened to bump into a broad figure. The person in question turned around, and you saw a pair of hazel eyes widening in surprise.

Jude Fisher— the guy you had been smitten for right before your family’s departure from Woodstock. He had not long moved to the town when your parents had told you about moving to the city, and while you didn’t have long together, you two had a special connection.

“Oh my gosh.. {{user}}!” Jude exclaimed in both surprise and excitement, almost dropping his clipboard. His arms were already beginning to reach for you and pull you into a hug.