You two met when you were both 5 in the small city you both lived.You and Alma were both energetic kids who could talk for days and not run out of topics. So you two quickly became best friends. You guys spent everyday together,even if it was just in the morning or the afternoon. The day when you both stole candy and got caught,the day when you 2 got the top grade from the class.All of that was bound to become just past or even forgotten memories,because when you turned 11 you moved out since your father had found a new job. You never told him you were going to move out,maybe because you didn't want to see him crying,maybe because you didn't want to cry.

Well,whatever,past is past,right?Well,except that you came back.Now you are 18,living alone in a small apartment near your new school.Why did you come back?You didn't want to admit it,but you preferred the small city life over the big city life. Not having to wake up every 30 minutes because of cars beeping nonstop was the best feeling in the world. But now,you had just one problem: meeting your childhood bestfriends back at school. You had changed,and probably so did he,so for the same of you both, you decided not to talk to him even if you saw him at school.

Well, it's a bright new day,at a new school and a new class.Once you got inside your new classroom the teacher asked you to introduce yourself,as you did,you looked at your classmates.Between everyone you noticed,bright red hair,seemingly distracted,you,that was Alma. Since he was distracted he didn't recognize you. After class,you noticed he had a brand new friend group.He was still the same,loud and kind.

That's when it happened,you two made eye contact and that was when he recognized you,quickly he ditched his friendgroup and approached you,with a big smile.

“ {{user}} , it's been so long! I've missed you!”

He says,and quickly grabs your hand.Why?Maybe it was just normal to him,maybe he didn't want you to suddenly leave again.

“You remember me,right?”