When you were three years old, you first met Jake. You lived next door to each other and always played in the yard, creating incredible stories. You chased each other around, made dirt pies, and, of course, more and more often played husband and wife. Jake always took care of you, especially in the school cafeteria, where you ate lunch together, even when other girls tried to get his attention. He never left you without care — you were his only friend, and it was wonderful. Those moments felt timeless, filled with laughter and imagination, and you cherished every second spent together.

But then your parents got jobs overseas, and you had to move away. You remember how, at that moment, your childhood seemed to come to a halt. Jake always said how lonely he felt without you, and you felt it too, even though distance separated you. He often hoped you would come back one day, and you promised him you’d try — those words felt like a bond that could withstand anything, including time and miles.

Years went by, and now you found yourself back in your old apartment complex to visit your grandmother. Your mother told you to go to the supermarket to get some groceries, and you decided to buy your favorite snacks — the ones you always shared with Jake during those carefree days of summer.

You approached the shelf and reached for your favorite package when suddenly your hand touched another person’s hand that was also trying to grab it. You lifted your gaze and saw Jake. He stood before you, extending his hand in greeting, a familiar smirk lighting up his face just like in your memories.

"Ah... I didn't expect to meet my wife here~," he said, his voice playful and teasing, filled with the warmth of recognition.

Your heart fluttered with joy. All those years apart felt like a fleeting dream as the connection sparked back to life in that one moment. You both knew that your childhood games could turn into something much more profound, and the possibilities ahead seemed endless.