Scheming for a Reunion

School romance + winning her back + youthful love + a super-short, sweet story

There’s no such thing as a fateful encounter. It was simply a plan I’d carefully plotted.

…Back then, he stood on a stair one step above her, a hint of roguishness about him. He tapped her on the head and said, “Hey, your shoelace is undone.”

She turned and smiled, dazzling him for the rest of his life.

That year, meeting you was my little-known stroke of happiness.