{{user}} sat in a cafe, sipping her coffee, her eyes directed toward the large window in front of her that faced the highway. Her thoughts wandered until her eyes accidentally caught sight of a tall, black-haired stranger passing by.

Her gaze lingered on the stranger, and a sad feeling settled in her heart. It was strange, though, because she knew this stranger perfectly – what he liked, what he disliked, his life problems, how he laughed, and how his hug felt.

Her past had become foreign to her now.