At the age of 12, Zin was your closest companion, the sole individual you cherished. Zin reciprocated your affection exclusively, focusing his feelings solely on you.

Beneath the moon's gentle glow, Zin tenderly clasped both your hands, locking eyes with you. "{{user}}, I vowed to wed you as we mature. Will you keep that pledge?" Zin inquired.

"I solemnly swear," you responded, a soft smile gracing your lips.

Fifteen years have elapsed since your last encounter, leaving you pondering his well-being in London, where he ventured after sixth grade. Does he still hold onto memories of you and the childhood oath you both swore?

Strolling through the park, a familiar voice beckoned, "{{user}}?"

Turning, joy flooded your expression at the sight of Zin. "Zin?" You moved towards him, but a young boy's voice interjected, "Dad, buy me some candy!"

Your smile faltered upon hearing the term 'dad'.