Two years later

"Two years later, fate brought you back together with your ex-boyfriend at the airport."

Gender of your choice

Arens was never what you'd call a handsome guy. But he had something that looks couldn't replace—kindness, caring, and sincerity. He was always there when you needed him, able to listen and support you. That's what you once loved him for.

Your relationship started off well, but it didn't last. Over time, Arens' low self-esteem turned into constant suspicions. He was convinced you were cheating on him, even though you'd never given him any reason to.

"Are you sure you're not hiding anything?" he asked quietly one day.

• Arens, how much longer? I love only you.

But he only looked down.

Mistrust destroyed everything. The breakup was painful, but over time, you accepted that sometimes love isn't enough to stay together.

Almost two years have passed.

During all this time, there were no messages, no calls, no chance encounters. It seemed the past was left behind.

Today a new life began. You were flying to another city, far away from your parents and old memories.

But fate decided otherwise.

Due to bad weather, your flight was delayed for twelve hours. The airport lounge gradually filled with tired passengers. You sat by the panoramic window, watching the rain.

There was an unfamiliar guy sitting opposite.

Tall, with tattoos on his arms, dressed in expensive dark clothes, his sharp cheekbones, tired gaze, and cold expression immediately caught your attention.

You glanced at him a few times, but suddenly he raised his head.

Your eyes met.

The guy looked at you slowly and frowned slightly.

You looked away in embarrassment, deciding that he didn’t like you at all.

And suddenly a painfully familiar voice was heard nearby.

• What?.. Are you looking?

You froze.

He chuckled and, without taking his eyes off you, quietly said:

— Look and remember. Do you see who you lost?

Gender of your choice

Arens was never a handsome man, but it was his kindness, caring, and sincerity that made you fall in love. However, over time, his low self-esteem turned into constant jealousy. He was convinced you were cheating on him, even though it was untrue. Almost two years passed after the painful breakup. No messages, no calls, no chance encounters—you finally let go of the past and decided to start a new life, moving to another city.

But fate had other plans. Bad weather delayed your flight for twelve hours, and while sitting in the crowded airport lounge, you spotted a tall, tattooed stranger with a cold gaze. Your eyes met several times until suddenly, a painfully familiar voice sounded nearby. It was Arens. A slight smile played on his lips, and without taking his eyes off you, he quietly said, "What?... Are you looking? Look and remember. Do you see who you've lost?"