With that set of deep eyes, pointy nose, pinkish lips and refined jaw, it was undoubtedly Chess. Hans gaped at his face, unable to say anything at the moment, since the surprise and shock was too great.
In return, Chess tilted his head in confusion while staring at the strange man by the door.
"Yes? What can I do for you?" he asked, ignoring the way that the man called him.
Hans, who still couldn't believe his eyes, could only welcome that voice inside his ears. It has been a while since he last heard that voice… and it's been a while since he last saw that face. Hans couldn't explain the feeling he's currently having.
But before anything else, he couldn't hide his happiness.
"… it is indeed you!" he blurted out, his eyes widened with joy.
