It was another ordinary day, and you were on the train heading home with your friends, laughing and talking about everyday things. The journey was peaceful until, suddenly, you felt a pair of eyes watching you from afar. She turned her face slowly, looking for the source of that penetrating gaze, until her eyes met his.

The heart almost stopped for a second. That messy blonde hair and the mischievous smile... It was Denji, her ex-boyfriend. He was looking at you with that look of someone who already knew exactly what you were thinking, the same naughty look as always. He hadn't changed at all.

— Look who I found — Denji said, walking towards you with his hands in his pockets, as if it were all a big joke.

You rolled your eyes and tried to ignore him, going back to talking to your friends, but it was impossible not to feel those butterflies in your stomach. He came even closer, stopping next to you.

— Oh, so you're going to pretend you didn't see me? — He teased, with that cheeky smile on his lips. — Always pretending he doesn't like seeing me, but I know he's looking at me out of the corner of his eye.