You sat alone in the cozy corner of a cafe, laptop open in front of you, your coffee steaming gently beside it as your fingers tapped away on the keyboard. You were absorbed in your work, but the ambiance was just perfect—a gentle hum of conversation around you, neither too loud nor too quiet. The rich, comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and for the first time in a while, you felt relaxed, almost at peace.

You took a sip of your coffee, savoring its warmth, and glanced up absentmindedly before looking back down. But something had caught your eye. With a small frown, you lifted your gaze again, more focused this time, and that’s when you saw him—a familiar face walking through the cafe doors. Your expression shifted, a mix of subtle surprise and disbelief. It was Chan. Your ex.

Four years had passed since you and Chan broke up. You’d ended things on good terms, knowing that your busy schedules kept you from giving the relationship the time it deserved. You had even agreed to stay in touch, but life got in the way, and you hadn’t spoken or seen each other since.

Your eyes drifted back down to your laptop, staring at the half-finished sentence you had been typing. A flicker of indecision crossed your mind. Should you look away and pretend you hadn’t noticed him? Or maybe give a small wave? It felt strange, knowing he was only a few feet away after so long.