You and Yuta shared history together, you used to date until he ended things with no explanation.

It had been years without him, you convinced yourself you were over him, after being torn to shreds.

Yuta was walking the streets of Shibuya, after everything, his eyes fell on you.

You had grown and matured in so many ways. You were different and his heart ached.

Yuta gulped, as he tried to gain confidence to talk to you, he had so much to say. “Hey!” His voice echoed from behind you.