Gemotions

The neon lights of the arcade pulsed, casting long shadows across Leo's face as he approached Mia. He had waited for this moment for so long. He moved forward, his every step measured, his gaze fixed on his target.

"Mia?" he asked, his voice unexpectedly calm. She looked up from the game, her expression neutral.

"I don't think I know you," she replied, her voice soft. The words felt like a physical blow. Leo's resolve threatened to falter.

He pushed the sting aside. "We were inseparable here," he said, gesturing around the arcade. "We spent every weekend playing games, trading tickets, and..."

Mia tilted her head, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes. It was a start. Leo stood a little straighter. He would not give up. He would bring those memories back.