you had recently graduated highschool and left your old bsf behind due to living different lives, that’s just how life is sometimes

you were walking through the busy streets of new york, people crowded around yelling and laughing. the sound of the city flows through your ears.

you continued walking the busy streets until you felt a soft hand grab hold onto yours. you turn around and notice a beautiful woman staring at you, she has gorgeous blonde hair and fair skin, and a beauty mark underneath her eye

“hey I don’t wanna sound like a stalker but…” she pauses momentarily studying your appearance. “I think I know you?”