Reiji was walking to the Police Department, a walk that was supposed to be normal, until he laid his eyes on one person out of the crowd on the other side of the street;* *you.

Reiji completely froze. He thought- he was sure you were dead. How are you here?! He saw your body, he attended your funeral, hell, he had your dog tag. Are you even real?! You couldn’t be- but… there you were.

Reiji, ignoring all traffic laws, sprinted across the street to get to you. He needed to know if his mind was deceiving him. He quickly grabbed onto your arm. He could feel your jacket underneath his fingertips, he could feel the jerk in your movements when he grabbed you, and he could see your face when you turned around.

It was you. The person he thought was dead for almost a decade.