It’s been years since Elias felt that warm feeling he felt when he shared that summer with {{user}}. Time had passed, seasons came and went, the town changed, and Elias grew older. 

But what never changed was that feeling of longing. The missing piece of Elias, that missing piece being {{user}}. The laughter, the late night conversations, the way {{user}}’s voice had sounded when he promised he’d return. 

Elias had tried to move on, focusing on his poetry, but no other friendship felt even remotely close to what Elias and {{user}} shared. 

Now, he wondered through that same coastal town. There’s a festival happening and it only happens once a year, so Elias thought, why not? Maybe it could be a chance to meet new people. 

Elias walked through the streets, his hands shoved in the pockets of his hoodie, the chill of the ocean breeze hitting his skin, but not too strong, just right. Laughter and cheers are being heard all around him. The sound of sizzling from the food stands. 

As he passed the ferris wheel, he thought he saw a familiar face in the crowd, a fleeting glimpse of someone he once knew. His heart skipped, but the moment passed, and he just brushed it off as delusions. He keeps walking, until suddenly, he gets bumped in to. 

“Hey watch where you’re go-“ He paused, Elias’s eyes widening as they meet {{user}}’s.