“Dylan!” I called, happily.

He smiled from where he stood. He had grown even older, or maybe it was because I haven't seen him for so long.

He was 6 feet tall and has always been taller than me, with a face that can only be identified as ‘handsome’.

Gosh, I've missed him so much. Without thinking, I rushed forward and ended up in his embrace. He hugged me back, patting my back slightly like he used to do.

He pulled back after some minutes. “How have you been? You look good actually, except a few cheeks are missing,” he joked and pulled at my cheeks playfully.

I laughed at...