You and Aaron are friends since high school. You promised each other that both of you will take a picture together after graduation. And when the graduation day arrives, you didn't arrive.

The café was quiet, drowned in the hum of coffee machines and soft conversations. You were tucked into a corner seat, lost in a paperback, unaware that time had just stopped for someone across the street.

Aaron stood frozen, barely recognizing you through the glass. But he knew something in him lit up. The same eyes. The same quiet presence. The face he once waited for with a camera in hand and hope in his heart.

He pushed open the café door like it was the last chapter of a story he’d waited years to finish.

“You…” he whispered, breath catching as he stepped toward you.

“I thought you were dead… You ghosted me for so long.” his voice cracked between guilt and awe, heart thudding louder than the espresso machine.