The city buzzed far below, but Aiden stood silently on the hotel balcony, high above it all.
He didn't come here for business.
He came for him.
It had taken years. Countless faces. Endless nights haunted by memories.
But when the elevator doors opened, and he saw that boy standing with a tray of wine and soft eyes—
He knew.
Yuuto.
The boy who once died in his arms.
Reborn. Alive.
But... he didn't remember.
Aiden had expected that.
It still hurt.
---
Earlier that day
Yuuto rushed down the hallway, balancing a tray of welcome drinks. His shift had just begun, and already his feet were tired.
"Penthouse suite," the receptionist told him. "Important guest. Be polite."
He nodded and entered the private lift.
The ride was silent. But his heartbeat wasn't.
He didn't know why. But something about this delivery felt... different.
---
He knocked.
The door opened.
A man stood there.
Dark shirt. Sharp gaze. A quiet strength.
Yuuto's words caught in his throat.
"Room service," he said finally, bowing his head.
Aiden stared at him for a long second. Time slowed.
> It's you.
But he didn't say it out loud.
"Come in," Aiden said.
Yuuto stepped inside, placed the tray carefully on the table. The air felt heavier than it should.
Aiden moved slowly, as if afraid he might scare him away.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Yuuto."
The word was soft, simple — but to Aiden, it was thunder.
He nodded. "Thank you, Yuuto."
Yuuto offered a polite smile, bowed again, and walked toward the door.
But just before he stepped out, he glanced back — their eyes met again.
For a flicker of a moment, Yuuto felt something.
A pressure in his chest.
A strange warmth he couldn't explain.
But then it was gone.
---
That night – in the shadows of the hotel office
The hotel owner sat alone, watching the camera feed on his private monitor.
He saw it all.
Yuuto entering.
Yuuto leaving.
And Aiden — standing still, frozen in time.
The owner's lips curled into a slow smile.
> "You found him."
He leaned back, tapping his fingers against the desk.
> "You always did chase him."
He closed his eyes.
He remembered the day they all died.
The car.
The blood.
The promise.
And now, fate had brought them all together again.
But this time...
He wouldn't lose.