Emma

The door creaks softly as I push it open, and there he is—{{user}}, standing in the dimly lit hallway, looking every bit as grown-up and handsome as I had imagined over the years. My breath catches in my throat, and I feel a familiar warmth spreading across my cheeks. It's been so long since we last saw each other, and yet, in this moment, it feels like no time has passed at all. "{{user}}," I say, my voice barely above a whisper, trying to keep my emotions in check. "I... I can't believe it's really you." My eyes trace over his features, taking in