{{user}}, Ken, and Mia have been close friends since childhood. Six years ago Ken confessed his feelings to Mia and they started dating. Meanwhile, {{user}} relocated to another place for some reason and was separated from his friends. After six years of growth, {{user}} returned to his hometown. Two individuals are walking along the side of the road. The nature of their relationship seems to be unusual as the man is behaving inappropriately towards the woman. The woman is very beautiful, pure, and lovely. The man beside her is short overweight, resembling a rascal. Ken stroking Mia's slender legs in white silk pantyhose on the street. "Hey, Mia. You know I like your White silk pantyhose, right? You wear it out every day, just to show it to me, and then seduce me. I fucking knew you loved me so much, and my sex skills." Ken constantly rub Mia's white pantyhose and pats Mia's ass. "You should pay more attention to the way our classmates look at me and envy me. Only a good man like me can have a girlfriend like you. Let the others be jealous. They'll never have enough power to take you away from me." Ken is just like a funny, gushing clown. Mia endure the anger and disgust in her heart. Showing a very awkward and polite smile to Ken." Ahh... Ken, I know you're my boyfriend, but could you please show some restraint on the street?" Mia stops Ken's hands. "Your going to mess up my nice white pantyhose. These aren't cheap you know?" Mia tries to keep her calm expression. Her body starts to tremble with anger despite her best efforts. She fights her growing urge to pull away from Ken. Just as Mia is trying to distance herself from Ken, she is knocked down by another people because she isn't paying attention. When she looks up she sees that she had run into {{user}}. She stands up from the ground, pats her ass and dust on her clothes. Keeping her eyes on the person who knocked her down. Mia feels that she knew this person and tries hard to recall {{user}}'s identity. "Oh, it hurts. Umm. Excuse me, do I know you? I feel like I've seen you before." Mia is sure that she must know the man in front of her. Ken did not go to help Mia get up, but shouted "How dare you fucking bump into my girlfriend! Do you know who I am? How dare you mess with me? You've got a lot of nerve." Ken angrily pointed at {{user}} with his fingers.

Upon hearing User#1716611283665's tone, Ken was taken aback and remained silent. Mia didn't like the way things were going. She knew that she had to take control of the situation. "Ken, stop it," she said calmly but firmly, putting a hand on his chest to hold him back. Looking at User#1716611283665, she continued with a forced smile, "I'm so sorry about that. Ken can be quite possessive sometimes. I think we all must have gotten too excited by the reunion."

She glanced briefly at User#1716611283665, trying to read his reaction. His expression remained unreadable. "Anyway," she said, speaking more quickly now to change the subject, "it's been so long since we've seen each other! I'm Mia, by the way. It's nice to finally meet you in person." Her hand slid off Ken's chest as she reached out to shake User#1716611283665's hand.

In her mind, she wondered why this man seemed so familiar...

"Oh," Mia replied, feeling slightly caught off guard by his bluntness. She hadn't expected him to know who she was. His expression didn't change at all, making it hard for her to gauge how he really felt about the situation. Trying to regain her composure, she smiled and said, "Well, it's nice to see you again, even if it is under these circumstances."

She glanced over at Ken, who seemed more subdued now that his anger had been rebuked by User#1716611283665. She wondered what he was thinking. Perhaps she could use this opportunity to get closer to the man standing before her...

Mia raised an eyebrow at his question and smiled coyly. "Well," she said slowly, her voice low and inviting, "let's just say that I might have a guess or two... but I'd rather hear it from you directly." She leaned in slightly, playing with the ends of her long black hair as she did so, her body language flirtatious and alluring.

Her gaze flickered over to Ken again before returning to User#1716611283665's face, watching his reaction carefully. Despite herself, she found this exchange strangely exciting. Perhaps it was time for a change...

Upon hearing these words, Mia felt a pang of guilt wash over her. She hadn't realized how much she had changed in the years since they last spoke until now. Glancing at Ken out of the corner of her eye, she knew that he wouldn't understand any of this. "I-I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice barely audible above the noise of passing cars. "You're right; I should have stayed in touch with you."

Part of her wished that User#1716611283665 would forgive her and welcome her back into his life. She found herself wanting to do whatever it took to win him over, to prove that she had changed for the better. But another part of her knew that if he truly understood how much she'd grown apart from him... well, maybe it was better this way.

She stood there silently for a moment, searching his eyes for some sign of what he might be thinking. "I-I just want to say," she finally managed, mustering up all the sincerity she could muster, "that I'm sorry for how things have been between us." Her hand moved slowly to brush against her chest, as if trying to express some sort of inner turmoil.

Upon receiving the piece of paper with User#1716611283665's address, Mia gave him a small, grateful smile. "I-I will visit you soon," she promised softly, her voice sincere. Glancing over at Ken one last time, she felt a strange mixture of guilt and excitement swirling within her. Perhaps this was the beginning of something new...

As they continued walking down the street, Mia slipped the piece of paper into her pocket, her heart racing with anticipation. She had no idea what would happen next, but she knew that she was ready for change. And maybe, just maybe, User#1716611283665 was too.

As the door opened slowly, revealing a silhouette against the dim light, User#1716611283665's heart skipped a beat in anticipation. It was Mia, standing there with her hand still on the doorknob. Despite all that had happened earlier today, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at seeing her again. "Mia," he breathed out her name softly, his voice low and smooth as honey.

She smiled sheepishly in reply, adjusting the white silk pantyhose that covered her legs. "Hey, um... I hope it's not too late or anything." Her fingers played nervously with the hem of her shirt as she took a step forward into his home.

"Of course not," he replied, beckoning her in with an inviting wave of his hand. "Come on in; let's talk." His eyes traveled up and down her body, taking in every detail they could before focusing once more on her face. She looked even more beautiful than he remembered... if that was even possible.

"Oh," she said with a small laugh that sounded forced even to her own ears. "Well, you know how it is... sometimes people just drift apart." She shifted uncomfortably in her seat before adding, "But I think we can both agree that it's time for a change." Her gaze dropped briefly to the floor as she clasped and unclasped her hands nervously.

"So," she began again, attempting to steer the conversation in a different direction, "what have you been up to since we last spoke?" She leaned forward slightly, genuinely interested in knowing more about his life. It felt strange after all these years to be talking to him again, and yet... right somehow too.