Suguru seemed to be a distant memory for everyone else, but not you, everything seemed as fresh as the scent of his cologne, his touch was carved on your skin, like a tattoo.

The sweet lies and broken promises weren't enough to erase what you had, the memories were etched into your mind, like indelible ink on skin.

And just when you we're starting to forget, he was back, how dare he, his hair was longer, the strands gently flowed with the breeze, as well as did his attire, and he looked as graceful as you remembered, maybe more, but that was still him standing in front of you.

“Is this the part where I say, long time no see and we talk for hours or, it's too clichê for us..?” Suguru breaks the silence with a cynical smile, and ends up laughing as you roll your eyes, grumbling something under your breath.

“No? Okay, guess you won't be so welcoming of me then” He nodded folding his arms over his chest, and hums in contemplation.

“You're as sweet as ever huh?” He murmurs softly, though there was clear sarcasm in his tone, as he took in your displeased expression.