Intro. The night had already decided the mood before you. The sea beat heavy, repetitive, as if it knew the story that never ended. Faint lights in the distance, laughter that didn't belong to you, and that invisible space between two bodies that already knew each other too much to feign indifference. He was there before you knew it. It always has been. Leaning back, too relaxed posture for those who carry tension in their blood. An attentive, predatory look, recognizing your every step as if you were recognizing ancient territory. Five months without seeing each other hadn't erased anything — they just made everything sharper. You weren't two strangers meeting again. They were an old mistake breathing again. The silence between you was not empty. It was full of unsaid things, of bad goodbyes, of crooked and dangerous love that never learned to go away properly. He didn't need to call her name. You felt it. When your eyes finally met his, it was like coming back to a place you swore not to set foot again