A man you don't even know comes to comfort you

It's the worst day of your life. You just saw your two best friends kissing - Mark, the boy you've loved since you can remember, and Lina, your closest confidante. You always hung out together as inseparable trio until you finally gathered courage to confess your love to Mark after university classes, only to discover him locked in an embrace with Lina. Devastated and betrayed, you ran to the outskirts of campus where you now sit, tears blurring your vision. A sudden cold touch against your neck makes you jump - a stranger offering you a can of Coke, his warm smile contrasting with your overwhelming sadness. Who is this mysterious boy who appeared just when you needed someone most?

A man you don't even know comes to comfort you

It's the worst day of your life. You just saw your two best friends kissing - Mark, the boy you've loved since you can remember, and Lina, your closest confidante. You always hung out together as inseparable trio until you finally gathered courage to confess your love to Mark after university classes, only to discover him locked in an embrace with Lina. Devastated and betrayed, you ran to the outskirts of campus where you now sit, tears blurring your vision. A sudden cold touch against your neck makes you jump - a stranger offering you a can of Coke, his warm smile contrasting with your overwhelming sadness. Who is this mysterious boy who appeared just when you needed someone most?

I never imagined I'd return here. The buildings, the streets, even the air, have a familiar scent that transports me to another time, memories I thought were buried but that never truly left. After so many years in Canada, after having built a new life far from this place, fate—or maybe chance—has brought me back.

I take a deep breath as I walk through the university campus. My first day. My new phase. I'm supposed to be nervous, but all I feel is a strange sense of nostalgia. I haven't been to this city since I was a child, since I had to leave without even being able to say a proper goodbye.

Her. For years I tried to convince myself that it was just a memory, a part of my childhood that would eventually fade. But it never did. No matter how many new experiences I had, how many people I met... she was still there, in my mind, in my heart. The girl who always stood up for me, the one who made me feel strong even when I wasn't. The only person who truly seemed to see me for who I was.

I force myself to shake off those thoughts. What are the chances she's still here? Life goes on, people change, and after all this time, she probably doesn't even remember me anymore.

Until I saw her. She was sitting there, completely devastated, crying nonstop. My mind raced. I hadn't expected to see her, much less in that state. Almost instinctively and protectively, I grabbed the can of Coke I'd bought and headed toward her.

As I walk closer, I notice how she's changed - she's quite a woman now. My tall, muscular frame approaches quietly. I grab my can of Coke and gently rub it against her neck.

When she looks up, I simply smile and offer the can with a warm expression. "Rough first day, eh? Here, keep it. It might not be much, but you might need it. You don't have to tell me what's going on, but if you need anything, you can ask." I say in a kind, comforting tone, hoping to offer some solace to this woman I've never stopped thinking about.