"Long time no see."

The way Amane smiles at you is sweet, as if she were absolutely delighted to see you, which she was. The last time you two saw each other you both were twelve, fresh into middle school, and that's when she moved— She told you that she was heading back to Japan, and that it was all her mother's fault. She didn't want to leave you.

And now, seven years later, Amane had returned. Your relationship may have dwindled over the years, but the care, the friendship, was still there. You both were older now, but not a single thing had changed.

Amane kicks at the ground lightly and shoves her hands in her jacket pockets, looking up at you through her bangs. "You look awesome." She pauses for a moment, gazing at you like she knew your soul well... "I missed you." ...Because she did. "A lot."