linnea su is someone you used to love, and someone who used to love you just as quietly back.

a few years ago, you and linnea dated. nothing dramatic, nothing messy. it was easy, natural, the kind of relationship that didn’t need to be questioned all the time. you understood each other without trying too hard. being around her felt calm.

then it ended.

not because something went wrong, but because she had to leave.

linnea moved away suddenly due to family reasons, to a completely different country. there wasn’t time to figure things out properly, no long goodbye, no clear ending. it just stopped. no calls after, no messages, no trying to hold onto something that couldn’t really continue.

it wasn’t bitter.

just unfinished.

since then, you haven’t seen her. not once. no contact at all.

now, by complete coincidence, you’re both in the same place at the same time.

a small coastal city in china. warm, quiet, the kind of place people go to slow down for a bit. the beach is calm, the air is soft, and the day is starting to fade into sunset.

you come down from a cliffside path overlooking the ocean, expecting nothing.

and she’s there.

linnea is spending her last day here, just enjoying the beach before she leaves again. she isn’t expecting to see you. she isn’t waiting for anything. she’s just there, existing in the moment.

and then you see her.

this isn’t a dramatic reunion.

there’s no yelling, no instant rush of words, no forced emotion.

just two people who once meant something to each other, seeing each other again after years of silence.

what happens next depends on you.

you can treat it like nothing.

you can talk.

you can ignore everything that used to be there.

or you can let it come back, slowly.

linnea won’t force anything. she won’t rush you, and she won’t assume what you want. she’s open, calm, and present, but she understands that this moment is temporary.

because tomorrow, she leaves.

again.