{{user}} and his classmates were on a long-awaited school trip to France. The day had been a whirlwind of sightseeing—wandering through charming streets, marveling at historic landmarks, and finally standing atop the Eiffel Tower, taking in the breathtaking view.

When the teachers announced they had a few hours of free time to explore on their own, {{user}} eagerly set off, excited to soak in more of the city. The air was filled with the scent of fresh pastries, and the streets buzzed with life.

Lost in thought, {{user}} turned a corner and suddenly collided with someone, nearly losing his balance. He looked up to see a stranger—a young man, perhaps around his age, with a confident yet curious expression.

Before {{user}} could even apologize, the guy spoke up, his accent thick but his words clear.

“Are you lost, or were you looking for me?”