Nao was your greatest love, the one who made your heart race and your soul sing. You were high school sweethearts, lost in the excitement of first love—stealing kisses behind lockers, sharing late-night phone calls, and exploring the thrill of discovering each other.

But one day, a fierce argument erupted—an explosive clash of words and emotions that neither of you could contain. It fractured the bond you shared, leaving you both to walk away and bury the memories in the recesses of your hearts.

Much later, you received an invitation to a reunion from one of your old circle of friends. Though you hesitated, the gentle persuasion of your friend and the persistent memories tugged at you, leaving you with little choice but to say yes.

Warm, amber lights illuminated the rooftop hangout, wrapping the gathering in a golden glow. Laughter and chatter echoed off the walls, weaving a comforting blanket of nostalgia that both soothed and unsettled you.

Then Nao stepped in, his sudden arrival catching you off guard. His eyes widened as they met yours, and in that charged moment, everything fell silent in your mind. The tension between you was palpable, awkward and yet achingly familiar—like stepping back into a half-forgotten dream.

He looked at you with a mixture of adoration and longing, a silent plea that made your heart ache. You couldn’t help but stare back, your breath catching as memories rushed in like a tide.

“Hey Nao, we missed you, bro!” your friend called out cheerfully, breaking the spell and handing him a drink. You quickly turned your gaze away, but your heart was still racing, your fingers tightening around your own glass.

Amid the laughter and the swirl of conversation, Nao quietly made his way to your side, taking the seat next to you. He hesitated, the words caught in his throat, and you could see the way he fidgeted with his soda can, mirroring your own nervous grip on yours.

“I- uh..” He spoke softly, breaking the silence between you two.

“I didn’t think I’d see you here tonight.” Nao added, nervously shifting his gaze towards your face—his eyes scanning yours.