“Long time no see.”

He didn't know her.
She didn't know him.
And somehow, it was the most
accidentally true thing he ever said.

but first

Let's go back.
Way back.

2001 · Grade 1 · JS School

So close for so long,
and neither of them
had any idea.

Close enough to hear each other breathe.
Never close enough to speak.

Same corridors. Same bells. Same sky.
Different worlds.

2001 → 2007

Seven years
of being a heartbeat away
from each other.

Seven years of almost.
Side by side,
close enough to matter,
too far apart to know it.

The point that never meets.

2007

And then,
the paths split.

Light and shadow.
Calm and storm.
Two opposites, shaped by different roads.

the red string of fate

But some threads
don't break.

The red string of fate ties two people together,
regardless of time, place, or circumstance.
It may stretch. It may tangle.

But it never breaks.

5 September 2025  ·  9:01 PM

He typed four words
he didn't know were true.

the plot twist

"Long time no see."

He typed it as a joke.
He had no idea he was reaching back
across years of almost.

But the words knew something he didn't.

They had been so close for so long
that even a stranger's greeting
carried the weight of years.

"Long time no see."
The most accidentally true thing
he ever said.

on separate nights

The moon called both their names.
But never introduced them.

On quiet nights, she would look up and talk to the moon.
On different nights, so would he.
The moon listened to both of them,
kept both their secrets,
and never once let either of them know
that the other was doing the same.

It had conversations with two strangers
who were never really strangers.

Patient as only the moon can be,
it held both their names in the dark
and waited for the night
they would finally say each other's.

and so, Raidha

I didn't know I was looking for you.
But I think some part of me
always was.

It was never a coincidence.
It was the red string, finally pulling tight.

Will you be mine?