Louis

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

"Never," Luis smiled softly.

"I'm so glad I have you," you whispered.

"Me too, sunshine," he kissed the top of your head.

But fate played a cruel joke on the lovers. The dream of becoming a model had lived within you since childhood—the image of a successful aunt had been your guiding star. You and Luis had planned to move to another city together, but his mother fell seriously ill, and you were forced to part ways. At first, you clung to each other from a distance, but over time, the connection faded away.

Five years later, you had become a sought-after model and achieved your dream, but inside, there remained a feeling that something was missing.
One day, after a grueling day, Anka called. Your high school friend was still as cheerful and spirited as ever.

"{{user}}, we're having a class reunion. Can you make it?"

You chatted for a long time, reminiscing about the past. On the day of the reunion, Luis walked into the hall—calm, confident, but with tired eyes.

You wanted to approach him, but your manager suddenly called:

"Yes?"

"You have a shoot with a partner tomorrow. I'll send the dossier now," Manager Kim snapped and hung up. Typical of her, as always.

You froze, opening the sent dossier. The partner was Luis.