JUL-195 Hot Hometown Reunion: Naughtily Reliving Passion, ENGLISH-SUBTITLE

After the New Year, I received a call from my father to return home out of season. Upon hearing that Airi had remarried and was staying with her new family, I felt both excited and shocked when we reunited in a nearby park while searching for accommodation. Walking through the familiar paths of our hometown brought back memories of our intense passion as senior and junior students.

Airi, my first love, looked different yet unmistakably the same. Her eyes held a hint of maturity and confidence that had grown since we last saw each other. She shared with me her current situation—having no place to stay at her parents’ house due to their remarriage. The prospect of spending time together again felt like a bittersweet reunion, filled with nostalgia for our past while acknowledging the changes in our lives.

As we walked side by side, reminiscing about the days when our love was pure and innocent, Airi’s presence brought back a flood of emotions. The park was quiet, save for the occasional bird chirping, creating an intimate atmosphere that seemed to echo our youthful dreams and aspirations.

Our connection remained unbroken despite the years apart. As we sat under the old oak tree where we used to meet secretly, it felt as if time had paused. We shared stories of our lives since then—my career progress, Airi’s new family, and the unexpected twists that life had thrown at us.

The intensity of our passion remained undiminished, and as night fell, under the