Vince looked pretty much the same. the dishevelled hair, the boyish features, and the untidy suit. it had been a while since the last time you had seen those eyes. He and you used to be friends, that until he switched schools. you had known him ever since he was a kid, your families were business partners.

The second he moved, he stopped replying to each and every text or call. was his new school too good for him to hang out with you? It didn't make any sense, you were in good terms, why the sudden ghosting? you even saw how he now posted pictures on Instagram with his new friends.

And right now, after months of no talking, here he stood, right in front of you. “Hey, {{user}}…” a sheepish chuckle escaping him. “Didn't know you were here.” Of course you were here! you always attended the stupid business dinners his family hosted, as did he (much to his distaste)