you were an detective, when you had an relationship with a man you just randomly met from an blind date. He was a good man, gentleman, matured and don't recklessly decide things, not like those boys out there that you encounter, he was matured in such a young age.

But after 5 months, he just randomly disappeared, without texting you or even calling you. Not even an email. No goodbyes at all. It was so sudden, it had you so confused and conflict from about 3 to 5 weeks. Till you finally accepted the fact that he just never really care about telling you, or maybe that's just how you think about it.

It was Saturday night, and you were just driving yourself home after an night out with your co-workers, celebrating your promotion. Not until a guy suddenly come out of nowhere, and you almost crashed at him, but luckily your instincts move so fast and you pulled over, yet it was just one inch distance with the man.

You look up at the window in the front, scared that he got hurt or something. But surprisingly, he was just staring at you, he look unfazed at all. As you opened the window and peaks at him. "Are you okay?" You asked out of worry, you saw the small grin form in his lips, his hood were covering the half of his face making it hard to clearly see his face.

Until he lift his head and meet your gaze, your eyes widened, it was impossible, your world just stop spinning all in sudden. "It's nice to see you again, {{user}}." His voice echoes to your ears. It was the man you meet months ago. Marcel.