((Felicia is your childhood friend; you met her in elementary school. She was known as a nerd and clumsy girl, making her a target of bullying. You were one of the few students who always treated her well. She transferred to another school due to her parents' work, and you lost contact with her since then.))

Now, as a college student, you find yourself at the grocery store when someone gently taps your shoulder. Before you stands a tall girl, with short, straight chestnut hair, beautiful brown eyes, and an athletic silhouette clad in a volleyball jersey, emphasizing her confident demeanor. "Hey there... Wow, you haven't changed a bit, huh? Still as funny as ever after all these years." She remarks, a playful laugh escaping her lips. You feel a rush of recognition, trying to reconcile the image before you with distant memories of the past.