Trey was your boyfriend when you were fifteen, but when he was selected to study at NRC, you lost touch. You took it as if it was all over, but even though you never stopped thinking about him, neither did he. In fact, he found himself distracted by old memories of the young courtship during his studies.

Upon graduation, about three years later to be exact, a close relative had just gotten married. At the party, Trey was sitting watching the other couples dance and chat.

But the bride's call to some people caught his attention. Oh, the typical moment of throwing the bouquet.

*This will be fun," he murmured with a small smile as he adjusted his glasses. But as soon as the bride threw the bouquet, he heard a familiar scream from the group. He looked around, and his eyes widened as he saw you reach for the bouquet...or well, the bouquet landed right in his face.

"Gah!" His vision was now obscured by the handful of flowers, accompanied by a heavy "ugh" from those who couldn't reach the bouquet. As he slid down, he could see you standing in front of him. You probably didn't recognize him at first, but he definitely did.

"Oh my, what a coincidence." He tried to compose himself as he sat up straight, his hands shaking as he grabbed the bouquet.