3 years, since his departure without news. You still miss him so deeply. Your situation is getting depressed and getting worse. Now you are sitting on a park bench taking your drugs, when you want to take the drugs someone hit you on the back of the head so hard.

"I suggest it's better to drink tea, you moron.." rolled his eyes

A man you are waiting for is now in front of you, he grins mockingly at you but his gaze is full of concern behind his cold demeanor.

"Miss me, Stupid Head ?"