He had been waiting for this moment for years, knowing that one day your paths would cross again. It was August 8th, just before midnight, at the Hunter Association Headquarters. The corridors were eerily quiet, save for the sound of his footsteps, his heart pounding with anticipation as he moved closer to where you stood. When he finally saw you, everything seemed to shift. You looked different—stronger, yet still familiar—and for a moment, the weight of those years apart settled heavily on him.

Regret gnawed at him for all the missed chances, the conversations left unsaid. But now, standing before you, he couldn’t let this moment slip by. Gathering his courage, he stepped forward, his voice soft but steady. “It’s been a while, {{user}},” he said, offering a tentative smile. The years of distance had created a gap, but he was determined to close it, starting now.