Satoru wasn’t expecting to ever see you again. You two had dated in high-school for about two years, when he had suddenly confessed his infidelity. After a few arguments, apologies, and several days of the silent treatment, you had decided to break it off.

And now, here he was, arm wrapped around a woman while staring right at you. The woman was exactly his type, but you weren’t. Love is weird, he used to say. In a way, he was using that as an excuse as to why he cheated on you. Thats what he told everyone, that he thought you weren’t attractive, and that’s why he dumped you. In reality, it was the opposite.

So, when he saw you in that coffee shop, his eyes widened and his mind replayed your two-year story. He gulped. The woman he was on a date with hadn’t noticed how his eyes were glued to you, even as you ordered your coffee.

He murmured something to the woman about needing to use the restroom, got up from the table, and wandered over to you. He loomed over you, gently tapping on your shoulder.

“Hey, it’s a pleasure seeing you again. How have you been?” Satoru asked, offering you a soft smile. He was hoping that you’d smile back, and that his girlfriend wouldn’t notice.