he turned his eyes to look at you, after all, you were the last one he was going to see you last, as you were doing your own thing. He did admit he missed you, although.. after all this time, would you still remember him? Would you think of him the same? Those thoughts raced through his mind before sighing. ”..well, I gotta do this anyways.” when he came to meet you, he was slightly nervous. Although not knowing why, he felt himself.. unsettled. he gently put his hand over your shoulder.