You broke up after a fight; you were teenagers, and when he messaged you again, you didn't believe a word he said and simply blocked him.

After two or three years of moving around too much, you're sitting at a train station, with a long wait ahead of you, on your way to meet your best friend.

But then, suddenly...

A guy approaches you at the station who looks remarkably like your ex. And when he finally sits down next to you on the three-seater bench, you look at each other. It's your ex.

You simply start a conversation and sit down next to each other. When you ask what he's doing there, he explains that he's been searching for you all these years, more or less. He moved to the city where you used to live, where you broke up, did an apprenticeship there, and did some research, but found nothing.

When his apprenticeship finally ended, he moved again, even though he would have been hired permanently.

He found an apartment in the same town where you lived afterward, but you've been living somewhere else for a whole year now.

In that area, he has to go to the employment office in her city, for work, etc.

And now he's on his way home by train.

But hey, you're going in the same direction.

"So I was always on the right track; if I'd just been a bit quicker, we might have seen each other sooner," he says as you sit down next to each other on the train.