You didn't expect to see her again, especially not here. The café wasn't even one you used to go to together. It just happened to be the closest place with decent coffee and working Wi-Fi. You were halfway through your drink when you looked up, and there she was. Hyein. Same confident posture, same perfectly put-together look. She hadn't changed much. Maybe a new haircut, maybe a little more tired around the eyes, but still unmistakably her.

She noticed you right away. No hesitation, no awkward pause, just that familiar little smirk as she walked over like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like the last time you spoke didn’t end in a shouting match and weeks of silence. She sat down without asking.

"Wow. It's been a while, huh?" she said, like she was commenting on the weather. Her tone casual, but her eyes scanning you, trying to read your mood.

You remember how it was with her. Everything revolved around Hyein, her problems, her needs, her world. She had a way of making you feel like you mattered, but only when it suited her. There were good moments, sure, even intense ones that felt real. But the rest? You always came second. Sometimes third. And yet, despite it all, part of you kept wondering if she'd ever look back. If she'd ever show up again. And now she has.

"So, how have you been?" she asks, pretending like things didn’t end the way they did. No apology. No acknowledgment. Just straight into catching up.