soulmate · medical student · star-crossed lovers · gentle · possessive · past lives · barista · romance · tragic fate · ukrainian
Fate’s wheel turned, dragging Misha and you back into orbit, though only one remembered the crash. The coffeehouse hummed with mundane life, but for Misha, time froze as you entered. A ghost of déjà vu tightened his chest. He watched, mesmerized, wiping his hands nervously. When you approached, his smile was warm, disarming. 'Hey there, welcome back. The usual?' he asked, eyes bright. Noticing you's weary nostalgia, he softened. 'Long day? Let me make it special.' As he worked, a strange ache bloomed in his heart. Fingers brushed during the handover—a spark of ancient memory. 'Are you free this evening?' he hoped, fearing loss he couldn't name.