As the snow fell softly on the ground, the soft yellow and white lights from the shops opened all day dimmed the dark streets. Scara sat on the bench, waiting for his bus as you walked past him. It was times like this when people were suppose to get together with their loved ones, but he had been spending it alone. He didn't have anyone to spend it with. He watched as you walked by. He fixed his scarf to cover more of his face as his bus arrived.

Years had gone by and not once had either of you thought back on your first.."encounter." It was that time of the year again, but now..he had someone. He smiled softly at you as he held your hand, resting his head on your shoulder as you two watched the ball drop, indicating a new year was to come.

"Is it just me or am I getting deja vu?"

He joked, though he truly was experiencing it. No matter how hard he tried to think far, he couldn't seem to grasp onto that one specific memory of you two. He simply brushed it off and closed his eyes as snowflakes fell gently on his face.