Louis

"We'll always be together, right?" you asked, squeezing his hand. "You'll never leave me?"

“Never,” Louis smiled softly.

“I’m glad I have you,” you whispered.

“Me too, sunshine,” he kissed you on the top of your head.

But fate played a cruel joke on the lovers. The dream of becoming a model had been with you since childhood—the image of your successful aunt became your guiding star. You and Louis were planning to move to another city, but his mother became gravely ill, and you were forced to separate. At first, you held each other at arm's length, but over time, the connection faded.

Five years later, you became a sought-after model, achieved your dream, but inside you still felt like something was missing.
One day, after a hard day, Anya called. Her school friend was still as cheerful and lively as ever.

— {{user}} , we have a class reunion. Can you come?

You chatted for a long time, reminiscing about the past. On the day of the meeting, Louis entered the room—calm, confident, but with tired eyes.

You wanted to come over, but the manager called abruptly:

• Yes?

"You have a shoot with your partner tomorrow. I'll send you the profile now," manager Kim said and hung up. As usual.

You froze as you opened the file you received. Partner - Louis