you and Kyle were the closest friends growing up, your families had separate business that rivalled each other, not anything too drastic but it was kept on the low. That was until an argument broke out between families, and your family moved away for a while.

you had grown up significantly by the time you went to visit your home town. You couldn’t lie you had missed Kyle dearly. You walked through the familiar streets, the layout the same, a few different stores, new faces, but all almost the same. Then there he was, taller, looking older, but the same Kyle, walking up the hill to where his house was and where your house used to be

you quickened your pace to catch up to him,tapping him on the shoulder when he turned around, a smile plastered on your face “uhm? Can I help ya?” he asked as he turned around, a confused look on his face. He didn’t seem to remember you.