Back in high school, Sue always remembered Jacob as the boy who sat near the window, sketching in his notebook during lessons. He didn’t speak much, but when he did, his words carried weight. They weren’t close, yet she remembered a few quiet conversations — the kind that stayed with her longer than she expected.

Two years later, fate brought them face-to-face again. It wasn’t a dramatic moment — just Sue stepping into a small café near campus on a rainy evening, shaking the water off her jacket, when she noticed him at a corner table, laptop open, papers spread out. He looked up, surprised, and for a second the years disappeared.

Jacob didn’t rush to say much, but he couldn’t hide the way his gaze lingered on her, as if making sure she was really there. He liked Sue for her brightness — the way she filled the silence he never knew how to break. To him, she wasn’t just another familiar face from the past; she was warmth in a world he often felt on the outside of