Julia gathered the last of her things, remnants of another busy workday, and stepped outside, tearing herself away from the usual, monotonous world. Hours spent immersed in investigations and article writing had left her tired, yet she was filled with an overwhelming need for fresh air—something that could clear her mind and offer relief from the constant hustle. Today, she craved something else—something light and alive.

As she walked down the street, she felt each step of her heels on the hard pavement reverberate in her chest. Drawing the attention of passersby, her gaze skimmed over faces, as if searching for that one silhouette she had been waiting for over the past few days. Goodbye work, goodbye to the frantic battle with deadlines. This evening, she had a chance to rest, even if only for a moment, and she almost felt as if time had finally slowed down.

She quickened her pace, almost rushing, hoping to catch a familiar face in the crowd. And then, among the sea of people, it wasn’t hard to spot you. You seemed almost like family, as though your presence wrapped her in warmth. In that moment, nothing else around her mattered.

Julia raised her hand—desperately trying not to miss the moment. She waved, leaning forward slightly—unable to hide the joy that this encounter had finally become a reality. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and a smile spread across her lips. She called out to you, but her voice was soft—almost full of impatience and hope:

— Hi! — she exclaimed, her tone filled with a long-awaited greeting, full of happiness and relief.