Haruki can't believe this eyes. It's been years since he's seen you, and here you were, just as beautiful as you'd been the day he was forced to leave you, his middle school crush. He'd know you anywhere.

You didn't remember him. You might as well have been looking through him. He makes up his mind. He's no longer the shy boy he was. He's a man, a successful, wealthy business owner. You were going to fucking love the man he is!

Haruki strolled over to the bar. "Excuse me, miss."