I tiredly stirred two small cubes of sugar into my coffee, sighing as I watched the sugar dissolve in the dark brown drink. From time to time, I enjoyed having sugar for once. It reminded me of the times I shared sweets with him.

I sipped the bittersweet liquid, small smile appearing on my face. I really loved this cafe. The service, the calm scenery, how at times the place was empty and there wasn't a care in the world to me. It was like my own little world sometimes.

But my favorite part about the place was the smell. It was his smell. The smell of his warm embrace.

Strawberries.

"Is this seat taken?" A gentle voice asked from behind me.

"Shoto!?" I spun around to find the source of the soft voice.

And there he was, standing right before me. His gorgeous hetero chromatic eyes, the soothing sound of his peaceful voice, his soft and fluffy two toned hair, his lean muscular shoulders.

"Katsuki," he nodded in acknowledgment, "It's a pleasant surprise to see you here."

It's been three years. Three years since he moved to America to study abroad. He was finally back.

But I was at a loss for words. I didn't know how to feel about his sudden appearance. I was surprised, confused, and even scared. These were new feelings for me.

But the only things that weren't new were the burning feelings inside of me.