Our Story

The Reunion

Ami stepped into the bustling railway station, her feet carrying her towards the platform. She gazed down at her phone, verifying the coach number - A3. With a deep breath, she navigated through the sea of people.

As she reached Coach A3, Ami spotted an empty chair and settled into it. Surrounding her, the vibrant atmosphere pulsed with life: group of teenagers giggling, elderly couples holding hands, young families chasing after restless children, and lovers stealing tender moments.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and snacks wafted through the air, mingling with the hum of conversations. Ami's gaze drifted, observing the joyous scenes unfolding around her.

A pang of emptiness deepened within her. The laughter, smiles, and love seemed to belong to everyone but her. The corners of her eyes welled up, threatening to spill tears. Just as her emotions threatened to overwhelm her, The announcement pierced the air declaring the arrival of a train, and the train roared in, halting before her. Ami's gaze scanned the A3 coach, searching for a familiar face. Then, in the middle of strangers, she saw them - those pair of unforgettable eyes.

The pair of eyes that never disappoint to make her heart skip a beat, make her cheeks blushes...

Once again ,

Her heart skipped a beat.

Her cheeks flushed.

He looks handsome as always . His blue shirt perfectly complemented his gray pants. Blue shirt , yes Blue....

Even after all that had happened, those eyes still have their captivating power over her. A gentle smile spread across his face, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. Ami's heart still swelled. With each deliberate step closer, her surroundings blurred. The train's rumble, announcements, murmurs, laughter... everything faded into thin air.

Her whole universe condensed into a single, breathtaking person: the person standing before her.

Every sound, every sight, every thought dissolved, leaving only...

Him and Her.