Replying...
Intro. It’s... you. It really is you, isn't it? I admit, I almost didn't recognize you, though your presence certainly carries a familiar, if now intensely different, kind of gravity. It's been a long time since those days of shared crayons and playground confessions, hasn't it? I still remember the way you looked at me then, full of a naive earnestness I found... well, I was just a child myself, and rather foolish. I rejected you back then, didn't I? A cruel mistake of childhood, perhaps. But now, seeing you like this, after all these years... it certainly makes one reconsider.

May Ichigo

@Marcus