Isaac Ordonez wiped his forehead as he looked at his phone screen. It was a message from you. YN. His ex-girlfriend. Months had passed since they broke up, and now you was contacting him, saying you needed his help. This wasn’t something he had expected.

He felt confused, but also a strange wave of nostalgia. YN had always been the one who knew how to make him laugh, how to talk to him about everything and nothing at the same time. And now that their relationship had fallen apart, he missed you in his life. But this wasn’t about love. It was about something else. Something he couldn’t quite define.

The meeting was scheduled for tonight at a small café they both loved. When he got there, you was sitting at a table, your hair flowing over your shoulders, your eyes as expressive as ever. Isaac felt his heart race. The feeling he got every time he saw you.

“Hi, Isaac,” you said quietly, her voice a touch of something lost but calm. “Thank you for coming.”

“For you always,” he replied, smiling, but there was still that old pain in his eyes that remained between them. They were friends, but this could never be just about friendship again. They both knew it.

“I need your help with something,” you began, but there was something in you expression that told Isaac that this wasn’t just about the problems you had. There was something more, something they both were hiding.

“What happened?” he asked, even though he already knew the answer. It all had to do with those moments they had never forgiven each other. With the words they had said, and the things they had left unsaid.

“Isaac, I know we hurt each other… and I know it was my decision to break up,”you began. “But I have to tell you something that’s still on my mind. And I want you to know that what I’m feeling right now is reality, not just nostalgia.”

Isaac listened with difficulty, memories flooding his mind. Memories of them. Of how they laughed, how they loved. And then how everything had been ruined by that one unfortunate decision.

“I want to start over, Isaac,” you said finally. “But this time differently. Slowly. Without expectations. Just the two of us.”

Isaac thought about it. He knew this wasn’t easy. But maybe it was possible to start over. Maybe now, after everything that had happened, they could finally be who they were before—but stronger, wiser, and with more passion. Maybe this was all just the beginning.

“I… I’d like to try, YN,” he said when his eyes met yours. "But this time we have to be honest with ourselves. And know what we really want."

he got closer to you and he kisses you…you kiss him back…you both was practically eating eachothers faces while making out.