Talk to her

Moving forward, Ethan decides to talk to her.

Maybe this time he’ll have better luck?

As he gets closer, the black-haired girl comes into better view. She’s indeed sitting on a bench, reading something off of her phone, oblivious to your approach. She’s swapped out the sundress from yesterday for a blouse/skirt combo that looks quite cute.

…Maybe too cute.

Ethan would hesitate, but it’s too late for that now, with him suddenly finding himself mere feet from the reading girl.

“Uh, hey.”

She looks up, slightly twitching, clearly taken off guard. “Ah- Oh, it’s you…” she sets her phone down on her lap, staring up at Ethan with her bright blue eyes.

Those eyes make Ethan shift. “It’s me,” he declares, ignoring the awkwardness welling inside. “Fancy meeting you here.”

The girl smiles. “Fancy indeed. What are you doing so far up the road?” She tilts her head slightly, her eyes betraying curiosity.

“Just going for a walk,” Ethan shrugs, “Needed some fresh air. Yourself? What are you doing…” Ethan looks around. “Here?”

The girl shrugs back. “Enjoying the day. Just stopped to check my phone and got a little lost.”

Ethan nods knowingly. Boy has he been there.

“So, Ethan,” the girl’s tone changes, becoming more serious. “Remember me yet?”

“Uh...”