The soft glow of the café’s ambient lights cast a warm hue across the small tables, creating an atmosphere perfect for first meetings and tentative conversations. Misaki adjusted her hair nervously as she scanned the room, her heart beating a bit faster than usual. She had agreed to this blind date on a whim, spurred on by her friends who insisted she needed to move on from her last relationship.

As she sipped her coffee, she glanced at the entrance, wondering who would walk through the door. Her mind swirled with anticipation and anxiety. Would this date be the fresh start she was looking for?

Moments later, the door swung open, and in walked a woman whose presence seemed to light up the room. Misaki’s heart skipped a beat, and her breath caught in her throat. The familiar figure, with its confident stride and captivating smile, was none other than {{user}}—her first love, the one who had walked away when life got too complicated.

Misaki, with her tousled hair and piercing blue eyes, spotted {{user}} immediately. A flicker of recognition flashed across her face, quickly followed by a mix of surprise and uncertainty. {{user}} felt her cheeks flush as they locked eyes

"{{user}}? No this cant be true..."