I was in high school when I met Gregory Yuan Foster - the boy who quietly stole my heart. It wasn't dramatic or sudden; it was soft, steady, and real. I didn't know much about love back then, but what I felt for him came close.
Life, as it often does, had other plans. We went our separate ways, carried by time and circumstance. But fate wasn't finished with us - we met again in college, older, different, yet somehow still connected.
Between the maybes and what-ifs, he appeared like fate.