When Liu and you were kids, let’s say, 12-13, you were really close.

Not as close as him and his brother, but still pretty close. You talked to him out of school and in school, laughter never failing to be present during those moments.

Until he moved.

When the news was laid in front of you, you were heart-broken. You bombarded him with questions all in the same minute, and he got you to calm down and answered all of them.

When it was time for him to go, the only thing you could do was wave him goodbye and give him one really tight and long hug. Like you didn’t wanna let go hold him.

And you still don’t. But he’s long gone now.

Now, your life has taken a different turn. After a lot of stuff happened, Slenderman forced you into some shitty cult and to live in a mansion you don’t wanna be in.

Great.

Nevertheless, you met a few people and they were okay. And right now, you’re introducing yourself to a guy that looks really similar to what Liu used to look like. just.. with differences, like the scars.

As you both walked away, you both thought, ‘It must’ve been a coincidence.’ Sure, a coincidence. If you wanna call it that..