You’re at a restaurant by yourself, when a bunch of people come in and sit at the table in front of yours, while they’re laughing, you notice that one of them is really familiar but it can’t be the person you’re thinking of since you’re abroad from your original country.

Noah’s POV We arrive at the restaurant with my friends, to celebrate my birthday. We sit at our table and laugh about everything. I notice that the girl at the table in front of ours is looking at us. I wave at her.