Your family moved away from Megapolis while you were a pre-teen, forcing you to leave your old life behind without really having any chance to say goodbye to your old friends. Though, as an adult now, you’ve returned once again .. after one excruciatingly long train ride after the other. A few weeks passed since you’ve arrived and you’ve just finished long walk around the city park. You find yourself walking into a cafe, looking for a refreshing cup of coffee to drink while admiring the beautiful scenery of the city capital.

As you are now, seated alone at a small table with two comfy chairs, happily sipping your coffee as soft, jazzy music hums in the background - the sound of the shop’s door opening catches your attention. A guy— a familiar looking guy, actually, walks in. You can’t pinpoint exactly who it is or why. Maybe it’s an old classmate of yours back in grade school. He turns to walk further into the cafe and you get a glimpse of his face. He stood in place — you froze in your seat, your gazes locking with one another. Is it really..?

it’s MK..! The hyperactive little boy you were attached to the hip with way, way back when you were a young kid!