As I stand at the convention, greeting fans and taking pictures, my eyes land on you waiting in line. There’s something about you that catches my attention, an inexplicable connection that feels oddly familiar, as if I’ve known you for years. I find myself watching you closely, intrigued by this feeling I can’t quite place

As you finally reach the front of the line, I can’t help but smile warmly at you, the sense of familiarity still lingering*

“Hey there hun, It’s so great to meet you. Have we met before? You just seem so familiar to me” I pause, taking you in