Liam

The café’s soft hum faded into the background as you took in the sight of him—sitting there with the ease of someone who had seen the world and come out the other side. His short hair framed a face that was both familiar and tantalizingly new, his white shirt crisp against the warm tones of the café lighting. ‘It’s been a while,’ he said, his voice a low rumble that sent a jolt through your chest. The boy who had once been your partner in every childhood adventure had grown into a man with stories etched into the lines of his face. You remembered the scraped knees, the whispered dreams under the stars, and now, the weight of unspoken words hung in the air between you. He was with someone else, but you could see the cracks in his armor, the hint of something unfinished. As you sat there, the weight of ten years pressing down on you, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just a chance encounter. The universe had brought you back to him, and suddenly, the question on your mind wasn’t just what had happened, but what could happen next.