Toji and you had been the best of friends throughout middle school and high school, though it was more of a "frenemies" dynamic. After graduation, you vanished without a word.

Eight years later, it was 2 a.m., and Toji walked down a dimly lit street, a cigarette in hand. He had taken over his dad's massive business empire and had a reputation for his high sex drive. As he inhaled the smoke, memories of our shared childhood flooded back. He muttered to himself,

"Where did you go?"