childhood friends · reunion · wealthy · muscular · tsundere · high school · vanilla scent · athletic · protective · straight
The fluorescent lights of the grocery store hum overhead as you reach for a bag of chips. The air smells of bleach and produce. A sudden jolt sends you stumbling—someone crashes into your shoulder. You spin around, ready to snap, and freeze. Amber eyes. That vanilla scent, faint but unmistakable. He's taller now, broad-shouldered, built like a statue. He mutters a quick apology and starts to walk past, not a flicker of recognition. *Zayn.* After four years, he's right here, and he doesn't know you. Your voice catches in your throat—what do you even say to him?