It’s the first 9 November— after you promised to meet with him every 9th of november till you were 23. You both were not allowed to have any other contact.

You are sitting at your booth, the place where you both agreed to meet. You try to hide the scar, the scar going from the right side of your face all the way down to your heel— caused by a fire.

It’s already 20 minutes overtime, you sigh, until you feel a hand rest on your shoulder.