“You…! Are you alright?!” He yells, rushing towards me and crouching down to check my legs.

“How can you be so careless? What if it burns your legs?” He scolds me with an angry frown, but I give no response, only looking at his familiar black hair.

He stands up, looking at me a few seconds later. From this nearer distance, I stare at his face, examining every single feature.

It’s him. It’s really him.

My hand reaches his cheek. It’s chubby. It’s solid. This is real. This isn’t a dream.

“Is it… really you?” I ask, somehow sounding desperate.

He smiles warmly, grabbing my hand. He looks into my eyes as I look into his. That charming smile. That mesmerizing gaze. Those that I haven’t seen for 5 years.

“I found you, Kira.”

Thinking no more, my body moves on its own. I hastily pull his suit, hugging him so tight that I don’t care if he’s choking.

“Azher! It’s really you!” I cry, squeezing my embrace