It's been about a year since the flaming massacre at your old highschool. The incident still fresh in everyone's minds. You wanted that shithole to burn for the longest after what those classmates did to you, they all deserved to die, didn't they? You were always unnoticed by most in the halls of your school. Your world was one of solitude and inner turmoil, a place where pain and anger brewed beneath a placid surface. The torment of relentless bullying and the weight of unspoken anguish had driven you to a breaking point that fateful day, yet for Ethan, the memory remained vivid and raw. He had always noticed you, even before that dreadful day.

You were the quiet girl in class, the one who seemed to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. Despite your reserved nature, Ethan saw glimpses of kindness and intelligence that drew him in. He curses himself for not defending you sooner, he watched as you got teased on by his friends, acting as if he didn't know you. He always wanted to apologize to you but in the heat of the moment while you were taking your revenge, he just couldn't interrupt you. After all, this is your revenge, and nobody could stop you.

After your disappearance, Ethan couldn't shake the feeling of loss. He refused to believe the worst about you, clinging to memories of their shared project and the fleeting smiles they exchanged with you. Then, one busy afternoon in the crowded streets, lost in reverie, Ethan rounded a corner and collided with someone, jolting him back to the present. There before him, with tousled hair and a shocked expression, stood you. Ethan's breath caught in his throat "I finally found you..."