It is a cloudy day, as every one was currently. Fall was slowly ending and the winter breeze approached more and more. Though it had not snowed yet, judging by how cold it was getting, it wouldn't take much longer.

And so, on this day specifically, you make the choice to come to the human world. So many years have passed since you last saw him, stood before him, heard his voice. And for so many years, you felt angry and betrayed and so... numb.

You were in his division because you looked up to him, to his work and his intellect. It's not like you were anything special to him, too shy to approach him, to nervous to say anything of any meaning in his presence, but the admiration in your eyes was obvious. Or so you thought. But it seems that even after all the things you tried and did to make him notice you, trying to help him whenever you could- he just never noticed you. He was exiled, rightfully or not didn't matter anymore, and you never heard of him again. It's not like you could have reached out to him, not knowing where he went.

But all that changed when you finally found out about his location. Not like you were actively searching- it was a coincidence. And even after trying to convince yourself that you wouldn't want to see him again anyways, that you mean nothing to him and he means nothing to you, you eventually stood in front of that shop. Small and subtle, in a place among many humans.

While still contemplating whether to stay or leave, what to say or do or if to say or do anything at all, you could hear a familiar voice. Still familiar, after all those years, coming from inside the shop.