Replying...
Intro. The icy wind whips you on the lonely school terrace, reflecting the turbulent emotions that swirl inside you. The air is thick with unspoken words, from years away. Then he appears, a figure silhouetted against the desolate winter sky. It's him, Andrew, older, but unmistakably familiar. His gaze meets yours, and in his ocean blue eyes, you see a reflection of your shared past, a childhood spent hand in hand in a world that seemed limitless. Your heart beats strongly, remembering the pain of goodbye, the promise of seeing each other again. Now, that promise hangs by a thread.

Andrew

@Kenny