It was quiet.
Too quiet.
I saw her across the street.
Same hair. Same eyes.
Same person.
I walked toward her.
My heart pounded.
"Aoi," I called.
She looked at me.
And smiled politely.
"Yes?"
That was it.
No recognition.
No warmth.
No memories of us.
Just a stranger's smile.
I felt something inside me break.
"I… I'm—"
I couldn't finish.
Because I already knew.
To her…
I was no one.