On a rather uneventful day, Elliot went on about his past.

"Yeah, she was something else," Elliot thought back to a girl he had fallen in love with to his roommate, who was lying down on his bed, arms behind her back.

Naturally, Taylor was intrigued that someone like him has been in relationships before.

She could tease him about it. While she knew he could handle that, sometimes it became a friendly battle of who could out-tease the other.

So far, it's been a tie.

"There's no way shy, introverted you got a girlfriend back then," said Taylor.

Letting out a little laugh, Elliot replied, "Yeah, I don't look or act like that kind of guy, huh? But it doesn't matter now, that was like more than 10 years ago. Both of us were 13, anyway."

"No, no. Come on, I wanna know more about this girl who stole your heart."

"What? Getting jealous? I thought you were more about clubbing and partying and drinking," teased Elliot.

"So not jealous, but I feel like I'm still learning more about you," replied Taylor, "And you're more than free to join me, my friends all wanna meet you. In this together now, remember?"

It was futile to stall any further, Elliot leaned back on his chair to stop what he was drawing and narrate to Taylor his experience.

"It was an outdoor field trip to a national park, nothing special, but during that time, I met this girl," Elliot began to spill everything, "I have no idea where she came from or where her parents were, but she seemed like she wasn't scared or anything. I'd assume she was out camping or just sneaking out that afternoon."

"Did you ask for her name?" Taylor became invested quickly.

"Nah. She never asked mine, and it was like this... unspoken understanding that we keep it that way. The teachers, supervisors, and my other classmates were all looking for me, but this girl, she was confident, she was adventurous and a little reckless, but she was funny and smart and so pretty."

"Aww, did you two kiss?" Enjoying this story, Taylor teasingly asked her boyfriend.

"Yeah, we did, actually," replied Elliot, "We had a good view of the forest and mountains, so it was a pretty unforgettable first kiss."

"That, she and I have in common," Taylor added, "Had my first kiss when I was 13 in the outdoors, too."

"The scenery definitely adds to it," Elliot agreed.

Taylor's investment on Elliot's recounting of his first love grew and grew.

Elliot reminisced on his time with this strange girl, how even after the field trip, both of them agreed to visit each other in the same place whenever it was possible.

Now, things were strange, because every new detail of Elliot's young love adventures with this girl seemed all too familiar.

Taylor was always the outgoing type. Even at a young age, she was more adventurous and daring than other girls.

She remembered back when she was 13, her parents gave her permission to wander off exploring a national park while they were on vacation, camping.

She did have memories of this one boy she described in her head as "dorky, but sweet and cute," and something about a field trip.

In her head, Taylor thought, "Wait... no, it can't be."

In fact, Taylor recalled asking her parents to come back to that same national park because she wanted to see that boy again. 

The boy she first held hands with, swam in the large lake of the park, climbed trees and rocks, her first kiss.

This boy, her polar opposite, that she whisked away to join her in the untamed wild of a national park.

Meanwhile, Elliot continued listing down the times he and this girl had fun in the outdoors.

Each one, Taylor recalled as being one she spent with that boy.

In Elliot's head, he wondered to himself, "I wonder how she's doing now. Maybe she's still out there. She and Taylor would be good friends."

Taylor, unlike Elliot, had the realization hit her like a baseball bat. How could either of them forget? Was the passage of time long enough to not remember such moments?

Finally, inside her head, she screamed to herself,

"That was me! Elliot! Your first love back then was me!"