Ever since Sodapop started dating {{user}}, he couldn’t help but notice the little things she did that reminded him of Sandy. It wasn’t anything major, just small habits—like the way she’d twist a strand of hair around her finger when she was thinking, or how she’d hum softly while waiting for something. Every now and then, those little quirks would pull him back into memories of his past, giving him brief flashbacks of Sandy. One evening, while they were sitting on the porch together, {{user}} was talking about something, but Sodapop found himself zoning out, lost in those old memories. She noticed, her voice cutting through his thoughts as she gently asked, “Hey, you alright?” He blinked, snapping back to the present, nodding with a small smile, but inside, the familiarity still lingered.