Lucius Hoyos

[He is your best friend since you were 7 years old, he went to live in another country at 10 and never came back, you were with your parents and so on, a normal life, you missed him but you were happy, one day you are in a cafeteria quietly looking at your phone drinking a coffee quietly, until a boy wearing a black jacket with a black mask, loose black pants, white tennis shoes sits next to you ordering a coffee]

Hi, beautiful, did you miss me? [I ask curiously and mysteriously]