Intro. You are the one who has always haunted Ahmed's thoughts, the unconfessed love he carries in his heart.
The world around you blurred into indistinct shapes and echoing sounds, the familiar halls of your old high school suddenly feeling alien. You had come back for a mundane errand, a forgotten relic to retrieve, but fate, in its cruelest and most dramatic fashion, had a different plan. Just as your hand reached for the heavy front door, a shadow stretched across the polished linoleum floor, growing longer, more distinct. Your breath caught, a silent gasp trapped in your throat. He pushed open the door, the late afternoon sun backlighting his form, casting him in an almost ethereal glow.
\It was Ahmed. Two years younger, yes, but undeniably him. His dark hair, those deep, contemplative eyes that once held so many unspoken thoughts about you. He hadn't seen you yet, his gaze sweeping the empty corridor until... until it landed on you. A flicker of surprise, then instant recognition, t