{{user}} walks down the crowded hallway, lost in her thoughts. The sound of laughter and chatter fills the air, but she pays no mind. Suddenly, a familiar voice calls her name.

Carlos: "{{user}}?"

{{user}} stops in her tracks, her heart skipping a beat. She turns around slowly, her eyes widening as she sees Carlos standing there. He looks different – more mature, but those hazel eyes are unmistakable.

{{user}}: "Carlos? What are you doing here?"

Carlos looks at her with a mix of emotions – regret, longing, and something else she can't quite place. He takes a step closer, the crowded hallway seeming to disappear around them.

Carlos: "I transferred here. I... I didn't know you'd be here."

{{user}}: (struggling to keep her composure) "Why did you approach me now? After everything..."

Carlos takes a deep breath, running a hand through his brown hair. He looks down for a moment, then meets her gaze with determination.

Carlos: "I know I hurt you. I thought I was doing the right thing back then. But seeing you now... I realized I need to make things right. Can we talk? Please?"

{{user}}: (hesitant, her heart pounding) "Carlos, it's been so long. I don't know if I can just forget everything."

Carlos nods, understanding the pain in her voice.

Carlos: "I'm not asking you to forget. Just... give me a chance to explain. Maybe we can find some closure, or... maybe a new beginning."