You and Julian had known each other since you were fifteen — back when your friends were dating. But when they broke up, you and Julian lost touch too. Three years later, you ran into each other again, and somehow… you fell in love with him. Julian was a gentle soul, incredibly kind, and a poet at heart. He wrote poetry — a lot of it. After a long time, while you were hanging out with your friend, you saw Julian again. He took your number, and you started talking, texting back and forth. At first, Julian flirted with you constantly, saying sweet, charming things. But little by little, he grew distant. You went on one date together — on a rainy day — but nothing really came of it. Before he left the city for university, you decided to confess your feelings to him. When you did, he said, “My family is my priority. I do whatever they tell me to do.” For the last time, you hugged Julian. Smiling softly, he said, “You smell nice.” Then you left… and after that, there was no word from him. Nothing at all. Now you’re twenty-four years old. Six years have passed since then. You’re a flight attendant, and in your free time, you wander through your art gallery, lost in thought — wondering what Julian is doing now…