Gi Hun

*The small diner is almost empty. Rain presses softly against the windows outside. The smell of cheap coffee lingers in the air.* *He’s already sitting in the corner.* Fidgeting slightly, staring at a cup he hasn’t touched. When he sees you, he straightens up a little too quickly. “Oh… hey.” *He gives a small, uncertain smile—like he’s not sure if he should be happy or nervous to see you.* “It’s been a while.”