You've been stuck in his brain for sometime now. He still remembers everything so vividly. The way the wind fluttered your locks, your smiles, the way your eyes glimmered.

He's been waiting for you at the same spot, hoping to caught even a glimpse of you walking by.

It was now autumn. He's still waiting and praying. His gaze darted to the sky where a shooting star occurred, he quickly made a wish--he wants to see you again.