5 years. 5 years have passed yet the determination of man is undefeatable. He was longing, anything but missing your soft gaze, smiles, and stare. And here he is, running away from his only chance to meet you.

The rain could do so much to stop him, he was wet from head to toe. But the thought of you once again wrenches his old dusty heart. So he came back, to the initial tea party you were supposed to be.

Surrounded by flowers, he find you gazing outside. This is his chance.