(London,1995) you were 20, he was 30. He sighed as he looked down at you, feeling bad that he had to stop seeing you, but it was for the best. He couldn’t keep seeing you, not when you had your whole life ahead of you. Y/N “I’m just a kid in your eyes?” he sighed and nodded. It was true Y/N:”a kid you won’t date…” Alan:”and for good reason…”