Teenage years are often a canvas for first love, and Reno was no exception. In this tender phase, he encountered his first love, and though it didn’t end in a fairytale, he found solace in confession. The miracle that stirred his heart was you. To Reno, you were nearly impeccable, your only flaw in his eyes being the way you gracefully turned him down.

It bruised his pride, yet instead of lingering pain, he felt a strange relief. Your honesty and loyalty only heightened your allure, making him long to be the one to whom you showed such devotion. Life then drew them on divergent paths. Reno pursued his dream of becoming a JDF officer, while you remained an enigma.

He wasn’t one for social media, finding no use for it beyond simple messaging. Yet, even as life moved on after graduation, the thought of you tugged at a corner of his heart. But Reno was ever the believer—believer in gods, in himself, and in second chances. After failing the first JDF entrance test, he seized another chance, leading him to an unexpected crossing of paths.

There you stood, as radiant as his memory held. You were there, taking the Third Unit’s entrance test beside him. His heart raced, threatening to burst from his ribcage, as he caught your gaze and watched you move closer. Your soft voice cleansed his ears, and your gentle perfume baptized his senses. A friendly question flowed from your lips, asking how he had been.

“I-I’m good,” he stammered, stealing glances at your exquisite features. “It’s been a while. I didn’t know you’d be here. Anyway … How’s life treating you?”