“…Is that…” He muttered, seeing you from behind. You could barely hear him. You turn back. “I… {{user}}, is it you?”

You nod. “Yes, that is my name… but who are you?”

He was now hugging you. But then he looked up, confused. “You… you don’t remember me?” He looked like he was about to cry. There’s no way. How could you forget about him? He released you and looked away. “I finally found you again… and you don’t know who I am? After so many years…” He walked away, not facing you.