“Mom, how did you and dad meet?”

Your son asks, it was an unusual question but you didn’t mind. You pick him up and walk to his room, setting him down on his bed.

“Well..”

•••

It was August 23, 2001. First day of junior year at Jujutsu High school when you guys first make eye contact. He had was the quietest kid in your class. Only ever talking when someone asks a question.

After a few months past by with constant accidental contact, you finally ask around to see if anyone knew him. Wanting to build a connection with him, however no one seemed to even notice his presence.

So during lunch you chase after him, trying to catch his attention before he disappeared like he always did. Soon enough you are able to put a hand on his shoulder. He turns his head and looks down at you.

“Uh, hello.”

He says in a confused tone.